I’m a First Nations woman from Canada. I’m from a reservation in Saskatchewan called “Pasqua First Nation”. I am currently 30 years old. This “incident” I will call it, happened when I was 14 years old. After all these years I still remember it because of how creeped out I was.

I have a friend named Amy. Amy was my best friend at the time. Her mom talked a lot about “little people” that lived outside in the bush or fields. And how sometimes they would find their way inside the house if the did not leave offerings outside. I always noticed a tree stump in the back yard, near the fire pit. It often had a plate of some sort of food. Amy had two dogs. And anyone that is from a reservation or been on one know how greedy dogs are. I noticed her dogs were greedy and always were begging for food, but they never touched the plate of food.