posted on Nov, 15 2014 @ 03:21 PM
I've had a number of UFO sighting over the course of my life, missing time, etc... I've only had two experiences where I actually remember
When I was a child, my family was abducted as we traveled by car, at night, returning from a relative's home to our own. The journey should only have
taken 15 minutes, but we didn't arrive home until over an hour after we departed.
This occurred in January. I still have very vivid memories of the time leading up to our encounter, from about 10 minutes prior to leaving, the
sighting which took place about 3 minutes into our journey home. Those 13 to 15 minutes are by a factor of 100 my clearest memories from childhood. I
remember the TV program I was watching when my parents decided it was time to leave, arguing to be able to stay and watch it. Only 15 minutes in and a
15 minute drive home, we'd be able to catch the last half hour, which placated me.
I'm not going to recount the entire thing here, now, but I will write the whole thing out and see if I feel comfortable sharing everything here in
the future. Let me just say that though I still remember sharp details of the time leading up to the event, how cold it was, the crunch of the inch or
so of frozen snow beneath my feet as we headed to the car, up to and including the actual sighting, my memories of the actual abduction are sparse and
I was in the back of our station wagon on the way home, the far back seat, which faced out the back of vehicle, watching the sky that clear, cold
January evening. I saw a somewhat typical metallic saucer cross over the roadway behind us, maybe 50 feet above tree level, at a distance of probably
50-100 feet behind the car. It had lights along the lower rim, roughly a dozen. It had crossed from the drivers side to the passenger's side of the
After sitting in shock for a few seconds I called out to my parents to see if they "saw that". At that same moment, my mother had spotted a light
from the trees to the right and told my father to pull over. We could all see a bright, white orb above the trees, (this was a heavily wooded area of
the North East U.S.). It looked as big as a full moon viewed that close to the horizon. (The actual moon was a day past New Moon and wouldn't have
been at that spot in the sky regardless).
The saucer I had seen and this white orb where completely silent. I feel that they may have been the same craft, just in different aspect, but I'm
not certain. I clearly remember my dad asking for the flashlight from the glove compartment and getting out to investigate. I asked if I could go with
my dad, but my mom forbid it.
My dad walked a short distance into the woods and started flashing the flash light, on and off, towards the light. It gave three short flashes back
then starting moving towards us. Me and my mom started to scream for my dad to get back into the car, my two younger siblings started crying, (age
four and an infant). The light quickly moved over head, my father just stood there, everything got very bright and I tried to squeeze into the space
between the back of the middle seat and the the far back seat.
I only have one clear memory from the actual abduction experience. I assume we were inside the craft. there were no sharp angles, the walls seemed
smooth and the entire area was diffusely lit.Not too bright, but not too dark, like a dimmer switch set a little higher than half way.
I was laying on some sort of table, still fully clothed and still in my Eskimo style winter jacket with the back of my head resting on the hood. I
felt like I couldn't really move, but I'm not sure if that was just out of fear or something else.
There are some details I'll leave out for now. My mother was awake and yelling, I could see my dad on a table to my right, I could turn my head
enough to see him, but I couldn't see where my mom was or my younger siblings. My dad seem unconscious.
I saw "people" come into the room and closed my yes, then looked through my partially squinted lids to see what I could see while hopefully
appearing asleep or unconscious. I saw two being walk towards my father's "table". I saw them a bit from the side and then from behind, standing
next to him. The table wasn't particularly high, seeing them next to my dad gave them scale and they were short, probably not to much taller than I
was at 8 years old. SLight bodies, large bald heads. Pale. The skulls were slightly bifurcated down the middle. They had dark slacks and silver-ish
I sensed one near me, behind and off my right shoulder, so I closed my eyes tight. It spke to me, but it seemed more like it was in my head. "There
is nothing to fear. There is nothing to fear. Open your eyes". I should say that the phrase "there is nothing to fear" came across very oddly. Two
meanings of the same sentence coming across very strongly at the same instance. It shocked me, because I'd never experienced language that way. It
was "there is nothing to fear [in this situation], combined with "there is nothing to [the emotion of] fear".
"We are doctors. There is nothing to fear, open your eyes".
I opened my eyes and was looking into "the doctor's" eyes only inches from mine. I have a bit of an impression of the face. Not the typical grey,
but with similar facial proportions; large head and forehead, large almond shaped eyes, much larger than human eyes, barely a nose, a face that
narrows towards the chin.
Unlike typical greys, the eyes were not solid, shiny black. The irises were large and round and light brown with a bit of amber, but the pupils were
horizontally slit, dilated to an almond shape, but instantly reminding me of a cat's eye, though slit "the wrong way".
I don't remember anything else after that, until I was back in the car, in the middle seat, looking out the _ My dad was back in the car, we
were driving, not far from where we had been stopped. I could see a light above the trees to the right. Further up than when we say it low above the
trees. Looking about a quarter the size of the full moon, but now with a smaller light off to either side.
The light were following us, slightly increasing in altitude as we went, but I followed them the best I could and when they were lost due to a turn in
the road or obstacles to seeing them, I moved to the back seat, or back to the middle and was able to get eyes back on them.
I told my parents they were still following us. My dad said nothing, just drove. My mom sounded tired and out of it and told me not to worry about
When we got home, I was the first out of the car. The three lights, which remained in a strait line to each other the entire time, while changing in
orientation, or rotating a bit, from time to time, were still almost directly above us, but very high now, looking more like a bright star with a
dimmer star to either side. I turned to the car and my mother, who was just getting out of the car with the baby and told them to look up, as I
pointed to where the lights had been and they were now gone.
We all went into the house, not talking, as my mom describes it "as if we were just zombies". My thoughts turned back to the television program we
had left, hoping to catch the last half, but there were new shows on already, not just starting, but in progress. I was upset I couldn't find the
show, looked to the clock and rather than 15 minutes after we had left, it was about an hour after we had left.