Hello /x/. I though I should tell you about some of my experiences when I was a child.I used to live in a house that was built in 1807. It was most certainly haunted, but that's another story entirely. What is a bit more intriguing is what was in the backyard. When I was young, I used to sit out under the trees or in the bushes in the backyard and talk to my 'friends'. These friends were not at all human, but that never alarmed me. They were human-ish, but there was something off about them. Sometimes it almost hurt my eyes to look at them.One of the ones that showed up most called himself Scatch (This was something very important- they never gave away their full names, or their real names, and were uneasy about even giving part of their name). He was about my height, which was pretty short considering I was anywhere from three to eight during those years. He had big thorn-shaped growths that jutted out of his elbows and knees. He didn't have hair, either, and he was the color of dirt. His eyes were golden, and so deep set I couldn't always see them. He used to come and lead me out of my room in the middle of the night so we could sneak into the neighbor's yard and pick their flowers, or their tomatoes in the summer. We went further than the neighbors sometimes, but I don't really remember what we did then.
do you still speak with scatch or others of his kind?
I don't speak with Scatch anymore, since I moved a few miles away when I was 8. He promised he'd come to me in my new house, but he never did- I'm pretty sure he never found out where I was. But others of his kind, yes. I typically speak to/interact with at least one of them on a weekly basis, if not more.
It sounds like Scratch and his people are faeries. If they are/were interested in you, it's possible you're one as well, but glamoured to look human. Perhaps you're a changling. If that's the case, just hope your parents never find out and throw you in the fire to retrieve their real child back from Faery.
>>700369Hah. Good thing I'm adopted so they don't have a "real" daughter to get back, isn't it?Yes, as far as I understand they are the F-word, but as they tend to get pissy if you call them that, I shy away from using it. And I'd probably know by now if I were a changeling, don't you think?
>I'd probably know by now if I were a changeling, don't you think?Maybe, maybe not. Hard to say.Do you have a keen sense of smell, especially with metals? Do things like cigarettes make you unusually ill?
>>700498Sounds pretty similar to me. Sounds like they were leaving you a sign to show they knew you were there.
>>700471Awwww, he thinks he's people!Any memories on what your first meeting was like? Come to think of it, any suggestions on how to initiate contact of some sort? Considering that I've tried seances and ghost hunts without any successes, an attempt to meet and greet with the Fae looks to be at least an interesting diversion.
>>700505I had never seen signs while I was there, but I wasn't looking; there was always a vague sense of someone or something else being around with me as well, though, and the outdoors was where I was most comfortable. In fact I miss the farm very much; not sure if its related but It hink I'll always feel a pull for it and will never be the same when my parents die or move away (the farm is not ours; we live there and work with the owners) because the place will be closed to me.
>>700471>>700477That's awesome. Any other anecdotes?
>>700598That's a good idea. Never actually thought of that myself, I'll have to keep that in mind!
>>700575Interesting, I'll keep it in mind.
What do you normally call them? The Good Folk? The Sidhe?
>>700627Usually "The Folk". "Sidhe" is reserved for when I'm feeling adventurous, since there's variations within that that I can never keep straight.
OP here, I'm heading out. If anyone has any questions, comments, wants to share experiences (I'd love to hear some, please), whatever, I'll respond after work. Have a good night, folks.