I can't tell you how happy your e-mail reply has made
me. I can't say I was abducted, but I have no explanation as to why aliens were there with
me or why I've been visited most my entire life. I don't remember being in a 'ship', but I do have stuff on my body. I wrote to Whitley Strieber, and was ignored...I really thought he would have helped me...but you are a God-send.
For once, I've felt that this is really real, instead of other people thinking I was nuts,
you know? I want to join the message board...how do I go about it?
Once again, thank you!
I've told my story to other sites, and have very few responses. My visitation started when I was about 4, and
when I was down for my nap, a humanoid woman and man visited me in my bedroom, they were dressed in 40's style, and this was 1957.
As time went on, I've seen silver discs, some very close, some in the distance,
but 90% of people scuff when I want to share my story. The big stuff
came in the late 70's and during most of the 80's...I don't remember being visited after 1986. But these
beings came to my bedside, they didn't look like they walked, but moved swiftly in graceful leaps.
They were not 'greys', but round eyes, no hair, about 4 feet tall, wrinkled foreheads, and I might be getting this part mixed up, but little tiny sharp teeth. I do know that the floating head that got into my face did have teeth, a very evil looking smile, and stared into my eyes till I would pass out in terror. And when
I'd wake up in the morning to go to work, I wouldn't remember till later, then wonder if I was dreaming.
No one that I've spoken to has seen this floating head, but it was there and it was real. I always knew when they were coming and the fear would lock me frozen in bed, I'd hide under
the covers, peek and they would be in my room. I've had unexplained burses
on my arms, legs, face. At times I just couldn't hear out of an ear. Bloody noses that didn't last long,
but would have some blood on my pillow case.
I do not remember going anywhere, never remember being in a
'ship' or escorted anywhere. These things stopped when I got so angry I was able to sit up in my bed and yell at them pointing my finger.
When I did this they stopped in their tracks. I told them I wasn't scared of
them any more and to get out. And from that point on, they visited me twice again, with me in their face. However, I still was knocked out somehow.
Now as early as two months ago, I had a bruise on my right arm, that is
still visible, and a black eye (my left) and sore around the tear duct, and when I rub it, feels
interesting...that is the only way I can explain it. Now, here's the weird thing that goes with this. I want to look at their faces again. But if they are taking me, obviously, they don't want me to see them again. I guess I don't cooperate, or something.
So, this took place in Southern California. In my childhood...Highland Park, Los Angeles
area, and in the 1970's and 1980's, Corona, California...and these unexplained bruises and eye stuff, Springfield, Oregon.
Anyone can get in touch with me ask me questions or whatever. I do not know what the Pleiadians look like, or the lizard (?) people, or other beings look like, just these ugly wrinkled little people that smile and don't talk.
I'm 46 and believe that they are still checking me out, but like I said, I have no memories of going anywhere. And someone must have seen this floating head thing...they used it on me for
AAER Note: Thank you for writing. There is nothing out of the ordinary in what
you are describing -- to abductees! Other abductees have experienced and seen these aliens, too, including the wrinkled ones, the teeth and the floating heads. Here are several comments from
other researchers on the aliens you have seen:
I have a friend who remembers as far back as childhood, sticking her finger into the mouths of her visitors (greys) to feel their tiny teeth. She said this is how she could
tell they were real.
Lynn Taylor, AAARC
Thanks for including me in the floating head letter--I haven't heard of
anything like that, but Barb's floating head was I think without teeth, and
zoomed in on her quickly, didn't frighten her especially--curious--
Psychologist, MUFON International