Aliens are Demons?, page 1

Amongst many other experiences I can closely relate to this one........

A few years ago when my son was aged five he began wetting the bed, although this wasn`t a common occurence it was happening enough to cause concern, as he had been dry sleeping for the best part of 18 months.

One sunday morning at roughly 7:30 a.m. my gf got up to go to the toilet, on passing Harrys bedroom she heard laughing, she went to the toilet and on return entered his bedroom, and sat on his bed, he was sound asleep, as she pulled the quilt up to tuck him in she noticed that he had wet the bed again, I had awoken by now and went downstairs to make us a cup of tea.

When I returned we sat and spoke about the best approach to try and get to the root cause of the problem, as I had spoke to Harry about it and got nowhere, the plan was when he awakes Tracy would get him, bring him to our room where I would pretend to be asleep, he absolutely adored Tracy she was the mother he never had from his early years.

It wasn`t long before he was awake and in our room, he sat on the bed as Tracy got his confidence and he started to speak, whilst feigning sleep and listening to him the hairs on my arms started bristling as he opened up, in his own words......
"Sometimes when they come i`m asleep, they tickle me and when I wake up they do sssshh with a funny finger, I laugh sometimes".
"Who does?" said Tracy.
"The little men with stars in their eyes" replied Harry.
"What little men" inquired Tracy.
"The ones that look like the balloon".
We had recently been to a carnival and bought an inflatable Alien with the stereotype shaped face eyes etc.
"How do they make you laugh Harry?" to which he replied as he beckoned Tracy towards him, as to whisper, "Like this" just as Tracy but her ear to his mouth, and is the norm when little ones try to whisper, he bellowed out "Booyakasha".

This made both Tracy and me burst out laughing as almost like he was playing a joke, now for those that know of Ali-G one of the many characters played by Sasha Cohen, it`s his catch phrase, Harry picked up this from Tracys younger brother, after speaking about it more in general with Harry, the bed wetting stopped, the visitors didn`t actually scare him, I can only put the bed wetting down to him laughing to much, if they scared him he wouldn`t go nowhere near the room.

We had nearly forgotten all about this, until roughly 3:0 AM. one morning when Harry was seven he came bounding in our room crying his eyes out, after comforting him I asked if he had a bad dream, and he replied "That his little men friends had to leave now, and couldn`t come back anymore" it was a final goodbye.

People can draw their own conclusions of many things, but Harrys characteristics and interests bear an uncanny similiarity to mine, the biggest being his intrique of the planets and favourite item, his telescope.

All I pray for is what/ who/ why/ or whatever all this means, and I think it has a huge significant bearing, doesn`t destroy his life, like it has mine, whilst being ripped apart trying to find answers to questions you can never ask.