PleaseJustListen
20th April 2014, 12:30 AM
Hello, PleaseJustListen here or just PJL for short.
The only physical alien experience that I have had that I am 100% sure happened is this. Prepare for a bit of a story!
So I was about 3 or 4 and I remember that it was probably about 3 'oclock in the morning, I just could not sleep. The reason for the lack of sleep was the last Chocolate Pop-Tart. i remembered that I wanted it so so so bad, and I did not want to let my sister get to it before me. So, I got up out of bed. (at this point I had not been corrupted by Holly-Wood, so I was not scared of being alone in the dark, I actually found it quite peaceful.) After leaving my bedroom I remember that I got about 1/2 way down the hallway then I remember that it all the sudden seemed like I would never be able to get to my Pop-Tart. The hallway continued to get longer, and longer, until the point that it seemed almost never-ending. Then I remember seeing a bit of a light, and these aliens (they were Greys) were waving to me, and asked me if I wanted to come aboard. There was no abduction, everything was completely voluntary. The way that they asked me was quite strange, it was telepathic in a sense, but they spoke as well. They would talk out loud in a language that I was not at all familiar with. And when they realized that I did not understand, they seemed to communicate with me telepathically, but it was also not in English (my only known language) it was just the meaning behind the words. They sent me the essence behind the words, not the words themselves. After I accepted, I walked, very slowly up to their ship, looking around the whole time, admiring the way that they had seemed to stop time, and let me choose whether or not I wanted to join them on their mission. After boarding everything is a bit of a blur. I remember going out of the atmosphere and looking around at some things such as the moon and planets, but other than that, I don't remember anything else. The next part that I am able to remember is me saying goodbye to them, I was so very happy, whatever they showed me, I absolutely loved. I waved frantically at them and they awkwardly did the same. (I don't think they understood the gesture.) Once all of that was over and done with, I slowly started to come back to reality, the way that this happened was quite astounding. I remember spinning slowly, so very slowly, then it started to pick up pace. I went faster and faster, continually faster, and faster until I blacked out. When I opened my eyes I was in my living room spinning, in a kind of sleep paralysis type trace. When this broke I slowly stopped spinning, then that was when the memory started to fade. It was like there was a block on the memory that eventually I would learn to unlock. Then as I came to, starting to realize that I was back in the house, in the living room, spinning. I made the decision to stop spinning, I sat down on the couch, rested for a minute, then excitedly I got up to go get my Chocolate Pop-Tart. After eating my Pop-Tart I went back to bed, I think that it would have been around 6:00AM at this time. And that is where the memory of everything ends. One very interesting thing that I realize now, is that I can't remember anything else from that age. And I actually can't remember anything at all the same way that I used to. like I am now a freshman in High School and I can't even remember 8th grade, or any other grade for that matter. After a year my memory is completely wiped. I remember words, language, faces, school things. But I just can't remember any specific events, except for a couple exceptions.
Thank for reading, feel free to message me if you have any insight, or just want to talk. I am going to make this a whole new thread on here, but I thought I should post it here first.
Thanks,
PleaseJustListen (PJL)
The only physical alien experience that I have had that I am 100% sure happened is this. Prepare for a bit of a story!
So I was about 3 or 4 and I remember that it was probably about 3 'oclock in the morning, I just could not sleep. The reason for the lack of sleep was the last Chocolate Pop-Tart. i remembered that I wanted it so so so bad, and I did not want to let my sister get to it before me. So, I got up out of bed. (at this point I had not been corrupted by Holly-Wood, so I was not scared of being alone in the dark, I actually found it quite peaceful.) After leaving my bedroom I remember that I got about 1/2 way down the hallway then I remember that it all the sudden seemed like I would never be able to get to my Pop-Tart. The hallway continued to get longer, and longer, until the point that it seemed almost never-ending. Then I remember seeing a bit of a light, and these aliens (they were Greys) were waving to me, and asked me if I wanted to come aboard. There was no abduction, everything was completely voluntary. The way that they asked me was quite strange, it was telepathic in a sense, but they spoke as well. They would talk out loud in a language that I was not at all familiar with. And when they realized that I did not understand, they seemed to communicate with me telepathically, but it was also not in English (my only known language) it was just the meaning behind the words. They sent me the essence behind the words, not the words themselves. After I accepted, I walked, very slowly up to their ship, looking around the whole time, admiring the way that they had seemed to stop time, and let me choose whether or not I wanted to join them on their mission. After boarding everything is a bit of a blur. I remember going out of the atmosphere and looking around at some things such as the moon and planets, but other than that, I don't remember anything else. The next part that I am able to remember is me saying goodbye to them, I was so very happy, whatever they showed me, I absolutely loved. I waved frantically at them and they awkwardly did the same. (I don't think they understood the gesture.) Once all of that was over and done with, I slowly started to come back to reality, the way that this happened was quite astounding. I remember spinning slowly, so very slowly, then it started to pick up pace. I went faster and faster, continually faster, and faster until I blacked out. When I opened my eyes I was in my living room spinning, in a kind of sleep paralysis type trace. When this broke I slowly stopped spinning, then that was when the memory started to fade. It was like there was a block on the memory that eventually I would learn to unlock. Then as I came to, starting to realize that I was back in the house, in the living room, spinning. I made the decision to stop spinning, I sat down on the couch, rested for a minute, then excitedly I got up to go get my Chocolate Pop-Tart. After eating my Pop-Tart I went back to bed, I think that it would have been around 6:00AM at this time. And that is where the memory of everything ends. One very interesting thing that I realize now, is that I can't remember anything else from that age. And I actually can't remember anything at all the same way that I used to. like I am now a freshman in High School and I can't even remember 8th grade, or any other grade for that matter. After a year my memory is completely wiped. I remember words, language, faces, school things. But I just can't remember any specific events, except for a couple exceptions.
Thank for reading, feel free to message me if you have any insight, or just want to talk. I am going to make this a whole new thread on here, but I thought I should post it here first.
Thanks,
PleaseJustListen (PJL)