‘I was camping near the moors with a group, one night I had nature’s call but didn’t want to walk the distance to the porta-potties, twas late, so instead I went directly behind my tent to the hedge-row to take a leak. As I prepared to (er) unleash, suddenly right in front of me when I looked down appeared silhouetted a small shape with his hands on his hips, I could see it by a faint light coming through a large hole behind him in the hedge-row. I got the impression of someone very angry. This scared me and needless to say I could [not?] do what I intended. Slowly backing away I quickly apologized (sincerely believed I had almost pissed on a wee folk). Got fast back in my tent and spent the next couple of hours of the night casting a protective circles and wards around me within my tent. In the morning upon waking I immediate searched the hedge-row for that large hole I saw behind the creature but discovered that there was absolutely no break or hole in the hedge anywhere near where I was.’ ‘Humanoid, the size of a toddler, couldn’t see anything but a silhouette framed by a strange faint light.’ ‘[Fairies because] primarily the setting… Southwest England [?], the Moors, and the intensity. It didn’t feel like an encounter with the dead (as to an angelic or alien I have nothing to compare to with those categories).’ ‘Don’t mess with them… they will kick your ass (and enjoy doing so).’
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Essex, England
1980s
Male: Age 21-30
occasional supernatural experiences
in open land (fields etc) [camping near a Farm’s Hedge Row]
12 am-3 am
one to two minutes
on my own
you had just woken up or were just about to go to sleep [‘afterwards it took hours for me to finally go to sleep’]
angry
a sense that the experience was a display put on specially for you