The following written confession was shared via Reddit: . . . When I was around 9-10 years old I had a fascination with giants and tiny things. My fear/fascination of giants is another story for another day. But, I had a thing for teeny tiny dolls like polly pocket and what-not. The reason being because I swore little people used to live in my room. On a few occasions I would awaken in the middle of the night to the sensation of having my covers sliding off. I would see several small beings trying to climb up my bed and pulling my blanket down to the floor as they did this . . .

The following written confession was originally shared online: I had the strangest experience a few weeks back at my local seven eleven early in the morning . I and my fiancé are both in our car headed to 7-11 to get the usual prerequisites that the morning requires .. caffeine, donut, etc .. We pull into the parking lot and park in the front of the store and we are about to get out when we look to the car next to us . The driver is normal enough , your average looking twenty something Caucasian female but sitting next to her was something quite odd ….