posted on Dec, 14 2007 @ 04:43 PM
Well, I guess I can cut and paste from an email, if that's okay with everybody.
Here's an exceprpt from an email that I think was originally sent to theoracle, but I guess she's a little skeptical cuz she never responded. oh
Okay... well... where to start? Let me first start off by saying, I am not a classic "contactee". They haven't given me messages, and I don't have
like...regular contact, nor do I know any of their names or motives. I should've phrased that better. Cloise encounter? I have had visual contact
with what seems to be around 3 different types of beings... the one being the little yellow-beige guy imitating my movements (and I wasn't like
dancing with him, like dancing with the stars... it was a breif imitation thing, and then the thing ran outta the garage and somewhere into the
backyards. I was kinda creeped out by it. So I didn't chase after it. I ran inside and was just puzzled.), and then another few times over the past
couple of years, I've woken up... been fully conscious, and have seen creatures standing at the foot of my bed or around my bed. One time, I woke up
and (I used to sleep with all the lights off) saw two I'd say about 5 foot tall green scaly looking things, the door to my bedroom was opened a
slight bit I think, cuz there was light coming from somewhere... they had big slanted reflective golden eyes and some sort of body armour or some
weird thing on. I don't remember what happened after that. I just remember staring at them for a minute or two, and vice versa...
another time, a similar thing happened, where I woke up completely awake, and this time I panicked, because there were these disgusting impish looking
pink creatures that made grunting noses clawing at me, and I remember trying to fight through them and run away, but then I blacked out. They were
definitely of a different vibe than the green guys with the golden eyes.
I also have this litle guy (whom I'm not sure is real, but he seems to always appear) in my dreams. He's very short, like 3 feet tall, very thin,
beige-grey skin...and a fairly small head, with these big round brilliant starburst-irised eyes. He has 6 fingers, and no thumb, and he used his mind
and a wand thingy to move things around.
The reason I'm not sure if he's real or not... is because I've found six fingered-no thumbed hand prints on my front door's storm door, very small
and delacate, low down on the door window. We left the glass window in all year round this past year or two instead of replacing it with a screen, and
that's where SOME of the very strange hand prints showed up over certain nights.
The reason I know I've been abducted was not because I remember the actual abduction, but I remember when they dropped me off. It was around prolly 4
in the morning, and I suddenly became conscious, and realized I was standing on top of my roof, looking up at three giant jet black rectangular craft
slowly floating away...they had multicolored lights on the sides... I was waving at them, and I had a sense of feeling sad that they were leaving. So
I clmibed down from my roof on the tv antenna, and went inside to bed.
Another time which I highly suspect was an abduction was one night, me and my friend Jesse were sitting in my car chatting about music or something,
listening to some CDs. We did that a lot because my dad's room is right next to mine, and he goes to bed pretty early, so we'd go outside and turn
the car battery on, smoke cigarettes, and just chill until I drove jesse home.
I remember I stopped talking, and told Jesse to look in front of the car, cuz I saw the outline (like translucent) of some thing standing right in
front of the car. He said he didn't see it. I remember looking at the clock right before this happened, and it was like 9:30. All of the sudden, we
were back chatting again like nothing just happened, and I glanced at the clock and was like "dude, wasn't it just like around 9 something?" the
clock had suddenly, within a matter of maybe a minute of percieved time, turned to 11:30...almost midnight. He agreed with me, and he freaked out more
than I did, even though we were both pretty shook up. I remember him being like "What the #, man?? We just lost an hour of our lives, man! It just
disappeared!" or something along those lines... and he brought it up a couple more times over the next couple of days, but we both eventually forgot
At the time of the missing time and the alien visits, I didn't believe in aliens at all. It wasn't until I read a book by Ruth Montgomery, called
"Aliens Among Us" that all these memories came flooding back.
Waking up on top of my roof, that actually just occurred this summer, as did quite a few UFO sightings I had. If you had heard, there have been quite
a lot of UFO sightings around Chicagoland since that incident at O'Hare... and well, my first sighting is what inspired me to read that book... and
it all kinda happened after I found out about 9/11...
It was like some giant floodgate opened up in my mind, and all these things just came flooding in....
Lately, aside from the assault incident, nothing really has happened... So I dunno...
I could tell you about my sightings of UFOs also, but for now I think this is a pretty long read.
To continue this... I failed to mention that when I mentioned the missing time incident to Jesse recently, at first he acted like he didn't remember
anything, and maybe he didn't... but I asked him about it again like a couple days later, and he was very reluctant in admitting that "maybe I
remember something like that happening... but it's no big deal."
Hmmm... seemed to be a big deal at the time!
Many other stange behaviors of a certain group of my friends, and even my own mother, have been occurring over the past couple of years, and only
recently within the past year have I noticed it...
Have I gone crazy? Or am I becoming more aware and more questioning of my previously percieved reality?
I have yet to decide.
[edit on 14-12-2007 by indierockalien]