Who knows about these people? They are well known on our rez, all sorts of stories about little people playing in the forest and kidnapping dogs and cats. A couple of kids get kidnapped and kept for like a week and then found on some trail speaking in tongues, and wondering around. These kids that get kidnapped are found like ten miles from the rez, they are well nourished and seem to be healthy, they just speak in tongues and look like they have been daydreaming the whole time.
There is a story about Carlos a mexican guy that was visiting the rez and left at night, his car broke down on his way to another little town and he got out to see what was wrong and when he got out he was hit with sticks waist down, it was so dark that he couldn't see what was hitting him so he ran back and got in his car.
These people make noises in the forest to draw you in and take you! some make a noise like a baby crying and draw you into the forest for your death, I heard stories of these people they are a tribe of indians that are about three feet tall and they can be nice and they can be evil. I don't know much about them but I know the stories I heard. When me and my cousin were real little like you know about five and seven I visited the rez in the summer time, we always played hide and seek at night, there would always be noises going on, like the crickets the frogs and all the rez dogs, cars and generators, but there were other noises like people following us snaps of sticks and whistles.
There is a story about Carlos a mexican guy that was visiting the rez and left at night, his car broke down on his way to another little town and he got out to see what was wrong and when he got out he was hit with sticks waist down, it was so dark that he couldn't see what was hitting him so he ran back and got in his car.
These people make noises in the forest to draw you in and take you! some make a noise like a baby crying and draw you into the forest for your death, I heard stories of these people they are a tribe of indians that are about three feet tall and they can be nice and they can be evil. I don't know much about them but I know the stories I heard. When me and my cousin were real little like you know about five and seven I visited the rez in the summer time, we always played hide and seek at night, there would always be noises going on, like the crickets the frogs and all the rez dogs, cars and generators, but there were other noises like people following us snaps of sticks and whistles.
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