I’ve read several stories that had references to little people. I’ve heard from those who claim to have seen them when they were children or have relatives that had direct dealings with them. Here is one from a place that all of the residence still hold to certain beliefs. One of which is Deer woman, and little people.
When I lived in “Kenwood” Oklahoma for a short time the Cherokees, (this was an all Cherokee town, but not a reservation. Located in north eastern Oklahoma), believed in little people they called junstees (sp?, That’s how it sounded when they said the word). The closest definition on the net I found is located below; Many people there had junstee stories.
(Inserted by CareTaker) “The Little People of the Cherokee are a race of Spirits who live in rock caves on the mountain side. They are little fellows and ladies reaching almost to your knees. They are well shaped and handsome, and their hair so long it almost touches the ground. They are very helpful, kind-hearted, and great wonder workers. They love music and spend most of their time drumming, singing, and dancing. They have a very gentle nature, but do not like to be disturbed…” ~ http://www.ilhawaii.net/~stony/lore132.html
One that was recent (then) happened to someone I knew. During the summer He would take his bed out under the carport where it was cool at night and he got a good breeze. He said he never really believed in junstees (little people). One night just after laying down he heard and felt a “Ting ting ting” like someone banging something on the side of his bed frame. He had a metal bed frame. He sat up putting his feet over the side of the bed. Immediately he heard a “ting ting ting” like someone rapping on the back of the house. They had a brick home.
He walked around back, which by the way was only right around the corner maybe ten feet from where he sat on his bed. He told me all of this starting under the carport and walking me through just what he did that night. As soon as he went around the corner of the house he heard a “ting ting ting” on the shed that was at the back of their yard right on the edge of the forest that went on for God only knows how far since it is in a wooded part of Oklahoma.
He walked out to the shed, (which was approx. 100 feet from the back of the house. At least. Too far for a human to have ran after hitting the house in the short time it took to step around the corner of the house). As soon as he reached the shed he heard the same “ting ting ting” deep in the woods. He Said he almost went out in the woods searching for the source of the noise, then remembered what his grandmother told him of the junstees and how they lured people into the woods.
He went back to the carport and took his bed back into the house. I looked out into the forest as it was growing dark while he told me this story. It was eerie. I didn’t want to venture out there alone after that. At least not in their neck of the woods. There be junstees.
Written by Tony L., Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com
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maybe it was the 7 dwarfs going off to work……….hi hooooo ;o)
That’s pretty creepy……now, had he gone deeper in the woods, what might have happened? I mean, it does say that they are a gentle people. Just curious.
they kind of sound like wood nymphs, and if the native americans say they exist, so be it!! they sound like playful entities and will probably not ever be seen. thanks tony and caretaker for a whismical story!
good story, ive got a small part of cherokee in me but never read about anything they believed in.
Hey everyone, I just discovered that there was an error/typo in the url above to the site quoted. The url has been corrected and I must say it is a very interesting read. So, if you havent already do scroll up a bit and check out The Little People of the Cherokee. I am not associated with the site and the first time I heard of it was when Tony submitted his story. He provided the url and I added a few lines quoting it.
caretaker, i clicked on the link and it said i didn’t have permission or something like that? what do i do now, i’d like to read it.
trolldoll1681
Sorry about that, the link will work now
oh thank you!! that is precisely how i feel!! be kind and respect your neighbor!! what a enlightining story!! i’m going to try to print it and put it somewhere i can read it and make copies to share with people i care about!!
Ting, Ting, Ting…
Very creepy, I would not want to be lured into the woods either!
Thanks for sharing your story.
My Mom saw “litttle people” once she was at my grandma’s house ( her moms ) and she woke up in the middle of the night and she saw 4 of them, She said she screamed and they ran behind the couch and disappeared!
P.S. very interesting read, reminds me of fairies, that must be native american version of them!
He didn’t see them several who lived in the area and had for generations either had or knew of relatives who either saw or had direct contact with either the little people or deer woman. The friend who introduced me to the guy I spoke of had a grandmother who told me of seeing a shape shifter when she was young. Her and a couple of her friends. They knew who he was, as did most at that time I guess, and snuck over near his home and watched him. A couple of children when she was young also, were taken by the little people when they wondered off into the woods and when they were returned later, (weeks I think she said) the little people told them never to speak of them and they would be okay but if they did then they would not. The boy didn’t and lived a normal life afterwards. (other than being pestered for answers I would imagine), the girl told of their ordeal and died shortly afterwards. When I listened to their stories, especially being there in the same location you could picture it very well in your mind. I wish I could travel the world and listen to all who had something to tell.
There is said to be a race of small people who live along the White river in Indiana that the Delaware Indians called Puk-Wud-Jies. There is a book about them titled “The Puk-Wud-Jies of Indiana” by Paul Startzman. They have supposedly been sighted at Mounds State Park in Anderson. I live across the street from the park, but have never seen one. Though, they might explain all my missing socks!!
Little people are not nice they try to confuse you and lead you to the spirit world. They are very deceptive
Hello, where I live, everyone must be respectful of the little people. Some elders leave tobacco, out with food, in the bush. And it is never a good thing to disturb them. Some people here can hear them drumming sometimes. Sometimes we leave little clothes and food out for them as a way to show respect. But they are around, and are a part of life here. They sometimes help in their own way, and sometimes not. It all depends on
what is in that persons heart. But they are strong beings!
Also my grandmother’s mom had a friend and she would see those little people a man and woman next to her broom and when she asked if anyone else saw them no one did!
Hey, that was a good one. Being Fijian, i find that story to be very similar to ones that i’ve heard from my relatives in the village. We call them ” veli ” and like the junstee’s they are little people that reach up to a fully grown man’s knees and grow their hair really long and have long fingernails. Here it is usually kids that see them though some adults have said that they’ve seen them to. They are said to be very cunning and deceptive and move very fast. They beat drums to try and get people’s attention and are very active during funerals and since funeral preparations can take up to a week here, kids and elders claim to see them hiding around the edges of the forest near our village. It is tribal law here that kids are always to move around in numbers and never to enter the forest alone or in numbers when drums are beating. In a neighbouring village (about 4 hrs walk) 43 kids disappeared at one time while playing in the highlands and were never found ever again. This a true story that can be verified at the national archives here in Fiji. There have been enquiries made but never a plausible answer found. Rumor around the villges is that they were tricked by the veli and are lost forever. Sometimes childrens laughter and giggling can be heard by wild boar hunters that are deep in the forests and the source of the giggling never found.
thats a very interesting story!!!! i have heard about this….. ktm
I read a book that said that tiny human skeletons had been found in caves in the US…….where they went? who knows, I think the book was “Mysterious Ancient America, but don’t hold me to that…..
Wow dats creepy these things are defenetly all over the world. My mom used to live in mexico as a child and in her small town there was a story of the duendes wich means dwarfs in spanish well there is many stories and sightings of them and if u go to youtube.Com and enter duendes there are some really creepy videos real too.
Wow!
i heard that too!
but they are called diffrently, but i cant
put another language on this comment.
but there called something else.
what does the junstees do to peoples? why are they luring them?? i thought they where good ones? here in the philippines we have dwarfs and fairies etc…
I wrote this on a previous post.- He didn’t see them several who lived in the area and had for generations either had or knew of relatives who either saw or had direct contact with either the little people or deer woman. The friend who introduced me to the guy I spoke of had a grandmother who told me of seeing a shape shifter when she was young. Her and a couple of her friends. They knew who he was, as did most at that time I guess, and snuck over near his home and watched him. A couple of children when she was young also, were taken by the little people when they wondered off into the woods and when they were returned later, (weeks I think she said) the little people told them never to speak of them and they would be okay but if they did then they would not. The boy didn’t and lived a normal life afterwards. (other than being pestered for answers I would imagine), the girl told of their ordeal and died shortly afterwards. When I listened to their stories, especially being there in the same location you could picture it very well in your mind.- The older people in that area, and most elders I’ve spoken with in general believe in them. I would like to go back there sometime in the near future and talk with them at length and find out what all they know about the local legends and myths. T
WOW I LIVE IN INDIANA! and i went to white river or watevere its called by the zoo in indiana and i saw something in a bush and me and my friends were goin mythical creature hunting (dont laugh we didnt expect to find anything) well i goyt my net and swung in it and a little person ran out we chased it and caught it it was a young small woman and she was cring not to kill her and that she would never steal food for the their group anymore and that she would give us a magical ability so we let her go and said sorry she just smiled said somethin in a different laugange like twokwonde and for now on i can see well everything so can my friends and dont think im crazy we actually saw athena the goddess she was pretty and beside her was Aphrodite she was BEAUTIFUL yea my friend a boy was like drooling (ewwwwwwwww) boys
rolls eyes yea that was totally true i make the unbreakable vow i truly mean it
I believe in these small people coz my cousin used to work in cyprus n he has seen them, they even run in such a speed dat no humans can.
My mom has seen these little people before she died. She was very ill at the time and awoke in the middle of the night. She saw four or five of these beings. They were about two feet high and had long black hair that was down their backs. They were busy building something which she thought might be a bridge. I dont know if they heard her wake up or what but they disappeared. A few weeks later she died. Ive always thought they were there to warn us of death.