The Falling Gnome

23 May 2017 | Haunted items, Your Stories, Your True Encounters

I was only about seven when this happened but it still gives me the creeps just thinking about it.

When I was seven my mother had a garden gnome in the garden out by the front side of the house. She called it Sylvester for some odd reason. When I was younger, before I had started school that garden gnome had been my only friend. The day I started school and came home the gnome wasn’t in the garden anymore . I looked and looked for it until finally I gave up and went inside . After I went inside I heard a loud thump like something had fallen from the roof and landed on the ground in front of my bedroom window. At first I thought it was just the cat but I looked down to see that little gnome staring up at me.

I never played with that garden gnome again. even to this day I am still deathly afraid of garden gnomes.

Submitted by Desiree

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