posted on Aug, 12 2010 @ 11:13 PM
I want to share an experience I had when I was about 5 or 6 years old. Before I get into the nuts and bolts of the experience itself, I'd like to
share a little background. My hope for this thread is that someone with a LOT more experience with the so called "abduction" phenomenon can help
explain what may have happened to me as a child.
I was born in 1969 in Seattle Washington. My dad was a Naval Air man, and my mom was a beautician and homemaker. We lived for about a year in Bothel,
Washington, before relocating to Sacramento, California for 2 or 3 years. My parents eventually moved back down to Southern California, where they had
both been raised and attended school. Shortly thereafter, they divorced.
At the time of my experience, I was 5 or 6 years old. I don't remember exactly when the experience occurred, by I know we lived in a double wide
mobile home, on a mature lot, in Westminster, California. I had one sibling, and we shared a room and a set of bunk beds. She was about 2 and a half
years younger than I. My sister later died when I was 13 years old. She had suffered from childhood Leukaemia for approximately 9 months before she
I have wrote about this experience before, but I have never sought fame, money or recognition for my experiences. I am told that, as a child, I was a
"deep thinker", and that I spent a lot of time drawing and "making up stories". My grandmother saved a drawer full of these drawings and my mother
saved them for me, after my grandmothers death in 1998. Last year, she shared them with me for the first time. There are literally hundreds of
pictures, many depicting "alien" creatures, and spaceships. My spaceship drawings were generally done on large sheets of cheap paper, and most
represent side or "cut away" views of a large craft, with multiple decks and discrete areas. Most depict a large arboreum or garden sphere in the
center of the craft with entry and exit points to multiple decks or levels. There are also dozens of pictures of what appear to be cut-away or side
view drawings of huge underground bases, with areas large enough to house multiple crafts, some as large as modern air craft carriers.
I have no memory of an experience before the one I am about to relate. I have experienced multiple events afterward. My experiences stopped at the age
of 21, and did not resume until this year. I am not certain if any of these events are "real" in the sense that they actually occurred outside of my
own imagination. I will concede that it is possible that they represent something other than an alien abduction. In fact -- they may represent some
other form of trauma or abuse, or they may simply be the result of a highly active imagination. My biological father has a history of multiple
personality disorder, related to what he describes as ritualistic abuse, uncovered during treatment in the early 1990's.
On the night in question, I was asleep in my bunk, and I awoke sometime after 3pm. I remember sensing a presence in my room, and I rolled over to see
who it was. Standing before me was a tiny man. My memories of him are dimmed slightly, but -- in my mind's eye -- I see an "old man", about 4 feet
tall. I also remember being terrified, and trying to cry out, but I was unable to speak, and couldn't move or make any sounds, whatsoever. I don't
recall much else beyond a vivid memory, connected to this event, of being held upright, but unable to move normally. It seemed as if I was stuck or
held, and I couldn't make my legs or arms work fast enough to free myself. I also recall a color, like amber, which permeated everything and it made
me want to shut my eyes tight.