This happened in 2014, in the small town of Donna, Texas. I was having a recurring nightmare every night for 4 nights in a row. We reside next to a cemetery, so it’s not unusual to experience inexplicable, “paranormal activities” in the home or its surrounding areas. So, the dream was of the Mexican folktale “Duendes” I grew up with stories of these mythological creatures. I thought they were cute and funny. Until they appeared to me in my sleep. Chasing me around our big oak tree and almost catching me. These creatures didn’t appear to have a face, they were little and dressed in black robe-like attire. I remember they had tiny hands with sharp nails and tiny bare feet.
Each dream is alike, but more intense than the last. I’d wake up dripping in cold sweat every day that week. On the 4th night, my husband wakes me up before the cold sweats do, and exasperated asks, “What happened here, what happened to the bed?” I look and see, dirt on our bed. He uncovers my legs, looks at my feet, and sees a small oak leaf stuck in between my toes. He takes it off and asks if I was outside. I replied, In my dream yes. He says, “Babe that was no dream you’ve been having”… after that day he barricaded and secured our bedroom door. Till this day I still don’t know if I was sleepwalking/dreaming, or if my body was temporarily possessed at night by these creatures who wanted to toy with me. – Chrystal H
omg this is my first time reading this pg im a mom of 4 boys well my oldest his 13 now but when he was 9 he used to tell me that he saw little people when i used to send him to bed that the little people were ugly and that they used to tell him to go with them and that my husband and i didnt want him we did love him and stuff. so i used to think his just saying this so he won’t go to bed and i remember telling him go to be lee and he would cry like and i would tell my husband mira what he says so he could stay up and the next day my mom came to visit and ask mija im gonna stay and again we send my son to sleep and again he stared to cry and mom ask whats wrong with him mija and i told her and i remember her telling me with a serious face u knw what he telling its true there duendes and its bad so i got scared and and ran to him and told him that we were sorry and that we love him and my mom stared praying ever since that night he never saw them again till this day i ask him mijo do u still see the duendes his like no mom dont remind me