posted on Oct, 23 2008 @ 03:42 PM
When I was a kid I had an abduction experience. I only remember it vaguely - it happened in the middle of the night, awakening me from sleep. While I
was convinced it had been a real occurrence at the time and related it to my mother as such, as the years passed I gradually became less and less sure
of its reality. It seemed so unbelievable that I gradually convinced myself it must have been a dream. Yet the fact remains that the next morning and
for months thereafter I was convinced it really happened, so much so that I
packed a suitcase and waited for the aliens to come and get me. I was only eight or nine years old at the time. I have never been hypnotized to see if
any memories were lost, so I can only report what I remember without hypnosis.
I awoke in the middle of the night and saw a strange light coming through my bedroom window.I looked out the window and I saw flashing multi-colored
lights emanating from just behind our detached garage. We live in a rural area, the neighbor's houses were unoccupoed summer homes, and it would have
been most unusual for there to be police cars or emergency vehicles on our road, stopped near our house for some reason. Additionally there would be
sirens or noise from policemen if that had been the case. I have always had an analytical mind, even as a child, so all these thoughts passed through
my mind at the time while I was trying to guess what the lights might mean. I could think of no normal explanation for the lights. The thought
actually occurred to me, "What if it's a UFO?" - But there were so many trees and ours was a really narrow dirt road; I didn't think it would be
possible for a craft, however small, to land there. I was a relatively fearless and independent kid, and so, rather than wake up my parents, I went to
the front door, intending (however foolishly) to go and have a look. When I opened the front door, a small rectangular prism shaped drone,
approximately 2 feet tall, hovering in a vertical position about about four feet off the ground (at eye level to me) glided towards me from beghind
the garage. I felt no fear. In my head I heard the word "Think" and I understood it to mean that I had only to think I wanted to be on their space
ship and it would be so. I don't know how I knew the drone was from a space ship, I don't know how I decided I wanted to go, I don't know how any
of it was communicated, I only know that it was. Again, the only actual word I actually heard in my head was "Think", which leads me to believe that
the main form of their communication is mostly telepathic, communicating largely in ideas and concepts rather than words.
In any case I don't know why I had no fear; I also don't know why I so wanted to see their craft. Perhaps it was mind control of some kind making me
go to the door, open it and "will myself" on board. Strangely, though, I got the impression that if I had said, "No thanks" they would have left
me alone; that they were giving me a choice. I guess, since I chose to go along, I'll never know that for sure.
The only thing I remember after that was seeing a few greys (I have recollections of their faces but not much else). I never got to see the outside of
the ship, at least that I can remember. I also don't know if they did any "abduction-style" medical procedures. If they did I do not remember it.
The experience that I remember was less about seeing the craft they were on than it was about them explaining things to me; imparting information.
Here is what they told me:
They are a very, very, very old race. Maybe not the oldest around, but one of the oldest.
They are a very cerebral species, oriented around technology, and are somewhat dispassionate, but they do not harbor us any ill will.
I got the definite feeling that they weren't really all warm and fuzzy over us, either. Their conveyance of information was very factual and
Their craft were the circular ones.
Continued in next post ...
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