Originally posted by sled735
...Your story sounds much like many of the abduction stories shared by others who have been taken.
And it could have been taking your parents too, since it is their bedroom where it hides. They may have not had any memory of this at all, or they
just didn't say anything in front of you to avoid scaring you.
Do you have any memories of UFOs in your area?
Once, somewhere back in the late 70's. I was with my father and we were in town and driving home from the store and we both saw what appeared to be a
cigar shape in the sky. We lived in a small suburb outside of Houston back then. I was very young at the time, so I don't remember if there were any
reports in the papers about it. My father dismissed it since we were basically in the flight path of an Air Force base.
But it's worth noting he was always dismissive of the paranormal. And things never happened around him. My mother had experiences though and if she
suspected something was going on, she'd have been open with me about it. She was with the Buddha. She is the one who really sat me and my brother
down and talked to us about it. She was very open with such things.
I don't really feel like someone abducted. I've read a lot of abduction stories too, but missing time isn't something I have much of. That's the
only incident of it I can point at and say, it's suspicious. the other incidents generally involve something like Everclear and pink lemonade
"I have a story about a Buddha that was in our den for awhile..." I am very interested in hearing the details of this experience, if you
don't mind sharing.
So my mother collected statues and such. She had a lot of them and among them was a big Buddha. It sat on top the fireplace. I'd always feel like I
was being watched in the room during the evenings and if I was alone. But beyond that I never thought much of it. I was young at the time, early teens
(11ish). One night she sat us down (one of my older brothers who is 10 years older than me and the only one who grew up in the house with me) and told
us she had been feeling watched, that the eyes of the statue followed her in the room.
The Den was right beside the kitchen, a table area and a utility room (washer/dryer/water heater) which had a door to the garage. She would hear
malicious whispering voices in the utility room at night sometimes, thousands of them she said and could feel the eyes of the Buddha watching her
through the walls between.
She stopped going into the den at all during the evening hours. Eventually my father moved it into our game room to make her happy, my brother even
put duct tape over the eyes. That didn't really help, she still heard the voices, felt the eyes through the walls and we stopped playing in the game
room....I couldn't tell you why, we just did. We never went in alone either. Then a sense of wrongness started to build.
Weird things would happen when my father wasn't around. Items would vanish and re-appear later. The poor cat and dog started to avoid the game room,
the utility room, the office (attached to the game room) and even the den and garage. This was very distressing for the cat since his food and litter
box were in the utility room. We'd hear sounds in the game room, but stuff wouldn't be out of place. The lights would go on when no one was around
to turn them on, etc.
Finally my father gave the Buddha to one of his employee's. It was some girl that had worked for him for a little over a year. He had some car
problems taking the Buddha to work that day too, was almost in an accident. Anyway he gave it to her and (remember I was like 11 or something, so
early 80's) I would often ask about her since I had a huge crush on the girl (she was always so nice to me when I was at work with my father). A week
later she stopped showing up to work.
He called her number, but she never answered and he went by her place got no answer, found her boyfriend and was told by her boyfriend she just left
without a word to him and had abandoned her stuff (but not the Buddha apparently).They told me at the time she just quit. I got this story about it
from my older brother, years later. They never found her and she never claimed her last paycheck.
You might notice I tend to be long winded in my posts. Sorry for writing books lol
I've had a lot of experiences over the course of my life, even just associated ones from friends and family.