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So, I was browsing Reddit and saw this top post in the r/offmychest subreddit which was created by a throwaway account named "offmychestnotcrazy". In his post, he says how he saw a real Gnome and the Gnome teleported him through time or something. Here's the entire post for posterity:
The comments section is about as bizarre and confusing as the post itself. Here are some of the top comments:
Some of the comments seem anti-psychiatry:
Others oddly make references to pterodactyls:
The most downvoted comments was this one:
My friend tried to re-post this story elsewhere as a test, copy-pasted, but swapped out "Gnome" for "Bugs Bunny", and that post had no engagement and was swiftly downvoted, so he deleted it.
Gnomes are an invention by Paracelsus in the 16th Century, so why has a Reddit post saying that a fictional character is real almost unanimously (97% upvoted as of typing up this post) garnered so many upvotes and such a weird comments section? Is this some kind of experiment with AI?
I'm not crazy. I don't, have never and will never use drugs - not even pot. I haven't drank since college and even then it was just with my girl because she was a partier. I am by all means sane, or at least I was before something bizarre and terrifying happened to me early morning during the summer of 2022.
I have told NOBODY about this. Not a damn soul. If I even mentioned it to anybody, they would immediately question my mental state. This throwaway account is the ONLY place this story will be. Im only typing this out on my cell phone because I need some relief for this turmoil in my head. Every time someone mentions secrets, anything paranormal, or even "you'll never believe what I saw" my blood runs cold. I get goosebumps and my eyes tear up. I'm a prison in my own mind and I hope beyond hope posting my story here somehow calms this situation I have going on. If it "helps" someone else, so be it, but I'll be honest: I'm writing this for me. Im uncomfortable with talking about this not because I'm a skeptic, but because I know beyond any shred of a doubt that something paranormal happened to me.
The backstory:
My car registration was not paid up because my state said they will not be penalizing drivers through the pandemic. Registration is very expensive in this state and my hours had naturally been cut during the pandemic, so I opted to not pay it. Well, my apartment management did not agree and decided to put a notice on my windshield that having expired tags is a violation of the lease agreement and cars with expired tags will be towed at the owners expense and RESIDENTS WILL FACE POSSIBLE EVICTION FOR REPEATED VIOLATIONS. Completely insane eviction reasons aside, I couldn't afford my car being towed if I couldn't afford paying the reggy in the first place, so I opted to park my car at my parents house, just two blocks away from my place. This made it an easy morning walk to get to my car and drive to work, which was also nearby. I made this walk for months. The walk was nice and my mom would drive me home. Don't judge me, my mom is awesome and she was happy to spare me from the 100+ degree summer heat.
The route I had to walk took me behind their house. Their backyard has one of those city-mantained cinder block walls with a major road right in the other side. One morning I was making the walk, and I randomly got the idea to hop the wall to save myself 5 minutes of walking. I wasn't in a hurry, I gave myself plenty of time. This is an odd choice since the wall isn't super sturdy and it is very tall and rough. Without second guessing the choice I grabbed the top of the wall, put my foot on it and hurdles right up and over in one motion. I even surprised myself with how athletic of a move it was. I started walking to the house and something stopped me dead in my tracks. A fucking gnome. Yes a fucking gnome. You're probably rolling your eyes and smirking right now, but I'm dead serious. I don't know how else to describe it. It was about a foot tall and waking around like it was patrolling the area. It was not humanlike at all. It acted almost like a bug or a robot. It had a little spear like tool with it and it's actions seemed deliberate and dutiful.
What's really fucked is that I could feel it's thoughts. Not telepathy, but I could just feel that it was aware I could see it. While I was absolutely frozen with fear, it opened it's mouth and silently screamed to some unseen comrades. It wasn't scared of me, but it was absolutely going ape shit about the fact I could see it. I stood there totally frozen and unable to move while it's lower jaw just silently rattled back and forth, still howling silently. It's fear turned into frustration and suddenly I was back on the other side of the wall walking about a minute BEFORE I was behind my parents house and decided to make the jump. I was fully aware of what happened and I still could feel my heart in my ears. I just kept walking. I passed their backyard completely terrified of what was just on the other side of the wall. I just kept walking. Tears were streaming down my face as I made the turn only to the small connecting street, and another right into the street which I grew up on. I just kept walking. I thought about waking up my parents and telling them what I saw. I contemplated going to the backyard and grabbing shovel and looking for that little alien gnome fucker. But instead I dutifully and automatically pulled my keys from my pocket and calmly opened the car door, started the engine, and drove off toward work like I always did. I got to work at 5:45, fifteen minutes before my shift started. I wanted to stay in my car and call my wife to cry to her and beg her to tell me it was a dream or a hallucination or something. I was beside myself. But instead I just got out of the car and walked inside to make a cup of coffee like I always do. It wasn't like I was in a trance. It was like someone else was calling the shots and I was spectating. As soon as I got to my work area and greeted my coworker, the spectating stopped and I was in full control again, but my heart wasn't racing and I wasn't horrified. I was just normal me. I can't explain it well and I know that doesn't make sense. But that's what happened. My mind and body weren't one for about 20 minutes. Then suddenly they were and it was just okay.
Now you know why this still has me fucked up to this day. What the actual fuck were those things? Why did I choose to scale the wall that morning. Sudden impulsive choices are so unlike me it's crazy to even think that I would do that. But I did do that. Wanna know how I know?
MY FINGERTIPS WERE CUT UP FROM THE TOP OF THE WALL. THEY WERE DIRTY AND RAW FROM PULLING MY WEIGHT UP THE WALL.
I'm in tears writing this. This hits home. This really happened to me and I can never tell anyone this. I finally gathered the courage to tell you random Internet strangers and it was so much harder than I thought it would be. Hopefully getting this off my chest somehow helps me get past this because I've been genuinely traumatized by this experience.
Am I really in control of me? Are there some little weird assholes behind the scenes controlling our lives? Guarding us? From what? I'm so lost and I have literally zero answers. I'm not religious and I've prayed for answers. I have nothing but trauma and anger.
Thanks for reading. Go ahead and tell me I'm crazy or I had a stroke or something let's hear it.
The comments section is about as bizarre and confusing as the post itself. Here are some of the top comments:
Look, I don't know, maybe you had a temporary break from reality or maybe gnomes are real.
If it helps to hear my boyfriend is usually a very serious person, doesn't believe in anything supernatural, like rolls his eyes at people that do.
But one day he did tell me a story where he was at home as a kid doing his homework in his room and he saw what he could only describe as a gnome walk into the hallway in front of him, look at him and then disappear through the wall. He jumped up and chased it and ran out and told his mum who just thought he was being silly/imagining things.
But then a few days later his mum was at her friends house and they were talking about their kids and she was like laughing telling her friend that her son said he saw a gnome the other day but then her friend was quite shocked and said her son has been seeing gnomes too
This is killing me bc once as a kid I swear I saw one too. I remember I was going to the bathroom and then standing there was just a gnome. It wasn't even doing anything just standing there but for some reason it scared me so I ran away back downstairs lmao. I always thought back on it as a rly funny weird thing my brain made up as a kid but now this thread has me imaging a secret society of gnomes XD
Check out 'Jim Harold's Campfire' - a podcast about unusual happenings. Callers tell their stories for others to hear- this story is perfect. Others may have reported similar events. I believe you - multiple cultures have stories that speak of similar beings.
I believe you. I've seen one too. It was a few years back and in the middle of the night. I woke up and needed to use the bathroom... so naturally I get up, go to do what I gotta do and I passed by my living room. Boom there it was, we locked eyes for maybe 5 to 10 seconds it too seemed highly stressed I could see it. I was mortified heart beating so fast I thought I was gonna puke. I literally blinked and I was instantly back in my bed on other side of house. I felt like I needed to pee and had never went. I tried to hard to tell myself it was a dream but as soon as I got to bathroom I knew it wasn't the sink was FRESHLY wet with suds even where I had just washed my hands. Little fucker teleported me. The closet thing I've ever seen to it after looking everywhere online is a duende.
I believe you. I don't think you have a mental illness. I think we, as a species, are arrogant enough to think an incident like this is impossible. I, however, believe it is possible. I have no answers for you, but I believe you.
I saw a gnome when I was a kid at Lake Wallenpaupack in Pennsylvania. It was such a classic gnome-wore a little robe like a Jawa but much smaller. When I looked again it was gone.
As crazy as it might sound, I TOTALLY believe you. I am science man… but there are things out there no one could ever explain. I've gone through shit only I and my mother could ever understand no matter how much f*cking logic and cold calls we put into. My grandma even said to me when she was a child, a gnome was messing around with her.
You are not crazy, it's just 99% of people have never experience something like that, to which I honestly envy them.
My dad told me this story years ago and still tell it now. One night he walked his gf at the time home as he did each evening they saw each other. On his way home he heard some chattering coming from somebody's garage that didn't sound right. Especially at the time of night it was so he crossed the road to get a closer look. What he saw was a gremlin/gnome looking creature which turned and looks at him . Made a noise and a few other of the same looking creatures came out of the dark. He ran home as fast as could.
Some of the comments seem anti-psychiatry:
I believe you. No I don't think it was a psychotic break and honestly I get the feeling that if this is the one and only time you've experienced something like this, seeing a psychiatrist may do more harm than good. Nothing makes someone feel even crazier than being told they're crazy and put on meds they don't need to be on. There are far far more things in this world that we don't know than what we do know. I think we just need to accept that many things are unexplainable and leave it at that. We don't know as much as we like to think and as another comments said, it's arrogant to think we do. Make peace with what you saw and the best way to do that is to just accept it and stop fighting what your gut is telling you
Psych doctors don't actually do any real tests, they just throw meds at you and "see if it works", and antipsychotics will ruin your brain.
Others oddly make references to pterodactyls:
Anything is possible. My brother and his friends swears to this day they saw a pterodactyl lift off a tree in northern Canada. They said the tree was entirely bent over from the weight of the bird. Freaked them out so bad they ran home crying.
In my late 20s,my 5 year old daughter and I were going to my besfriends house, he was the one driving.
It was about 9 pm, and the road we were on was somewhat desolate, so he decided to turn off his headlights so we could see how dark it looked there. He turned it off for a second and turned it back on,we all screamed.
Because we all saw what looked exactly like a pterodactyl, even the damn brown spots on its chest.
We all saw it,screamed, and never talked about it.
I've told my husband,and he actually believes me.
I'll message my former bff to see if he remembers,that was 27 years ago.
There are unexplainable things that happen.
The most downvoted comments was this one:
Sorry, but your nuts. And I feel dumber for reading all the way through
My friend tried to re-post this story elsewhere as a test, copy-pasted, but swapped out "Gnome" for "Bugs Bunny", and that post had no engagement and was swiftly downvoted, so he deleted it.
Gnomes are an invention by Paracelsus in the 16th Century, so why has a Reddit post saying that a fictional character is real almost unanimously (97% upvoted as of typing up this post) garnered so many upvotes and such a weird comments section? Is this some kind of experiment with AI?
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