posted on Aug, 27 2007 @ 05:28 PM
I've been looking over this topic for a couple of days now, debating whether to post or not. Let me just tell some of you, you have no idea what you
are talking about. It's never so simple as one just dropping by to say 'Hi'. They aren't cute and never act playful.
See, having had just such a thing happen before, I can tell you what I did and what I wanted to do. I wanted to act like John Wayne or Dirty Harry and
ventilate it's bulbous head just like alot of you have said you would, but the reality, at least the first time it happened, was quite different. On
one level you want to help the silly looking things - you are curious and intrigued, but on another level you are terrified and intimidated beyond all
rationality. The latter sensation usually overides the former much like a runaway rollercoaster ... I don't wish it on anyone.
If you see one, it's too late - what's done is done by that time. It has allowed this, a viewing of itself, to happen - for what reason, I cannot
What I know for sure, is that once warned, always on edge. I was pretty young the first time and was scared stiff - way beyond a bad dream in my
opinion ... I ran a terrible fever and threw up the rest of the night. (It was awful.) Following visits were not so traumatic in their after effect,
but each held their own terrors. You can almost feel their prescence just before it happens, which holds it's own sense of anxiety. Sadly, my sister,
who also shared a room with me, also experienced these encounters with similar effects upon her, as she has since related to me.
Most of the encounters were during childhood, but there were at least four other incidents I can recall in my adult life, but all, I am pretty sure,
were in relationship to my children. On two of those occasions, I had different spouses/girlfriends who also shared the experiences with varrying
degrees of memory of the events. It seems to me, the older one is in experience with these things, the less hold they can exhibit on you or choose to
exhibit on you ... not sure which ...
I'm fairly sure they are returning for my youngest son as of the last week or so. The feelings have returned and so have the effects ... He just woke
up last night and wandered into our bedroom (not so odd) with a fever and threw up (odd, as he's a very healthy boy ... he's only thrown up maybe
twice in his post infant life, and the first time was due to stress from an arguement my wife and I were having ... we have, of course, since then
stopped arguing in front of him). While that may sound unrelated, I was having dreams of these things at the time when I was so rudely awakened by his
actions. It's not coincidental to me at this stage at all ... but there's absolutely nothing I can do about it. It's frustrating and it's
frightening. You feel helpless ... but there is nothing you can do but hope for the best.
This post went on for a lot longer than I intended, and I apologize, but these flippant responses of some assertion that you will blow a hole in them
and then take a picture for ultimate proof simply sickens me. There is absolutely zero chance of that happening.
This isn't some kind of club you can join and be important and popular with ... They could care less, it seems, about you personally, and really
hammer that home with their treatment of you. People tend to think you're a bit nutty when you talk about it, so naturally, you don't ... hell, you
feel nutty even typing about it on a website like this, because every asshat and his uncle demands some kind of proof, where your word is all you
have, which is never good enough. It's more like the club you really don't want membership in, unless phobias about the night, paranoia, reoccuring
nightmares, insomnia and ulcers sound glamorous to you.
So what would you do if a Grey peaked in your window? The honest answer is, what ever it really wanted you to do ... but of course, if you remember
seeing it, you already have.