When I was a child (about 4/5) I used to see shrunken heads floating around at my old family cabin. I remember sitting in the back room of the cabin and usually they would talk to me and my cousins. I have talked to my cousins and they sort of recall but don’t really remember. Our cabin was on a island in B.C. that used to be indigenous land and now the bottom part of the island (where the cabin was) is mostly burial land. I would love to know if anyone has any answers or has experienced anything like this? I have never been able to shake the thought of it.
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[link] [comments]When I was a child (about 4/5) I used to see shrunken heads floating around at my old family cabin. I remember sitting in the back room of the cabin and usually they would talk to me and my cousins. I have talked to my cousins and they sort of recall but don’t really remember. Our cabin was on a island in B.C. that used to be indigenous land and now the bottom part of the island (where the cabin was) is mostly burial land. I would love to know if anyone has any answers or has experienced anything like this? I have never been able to shake the thought of it. submitted by /u/phoffzill [link] [comments]
