UFO's, Abductions and Missing Time
Updates 01 27 2023
Dear One's,
Today we discuss alien abductions. For me there were three types of abductions.
1. Malevolent Grey's
2. Benevolent Gray's
3. Guise Alien Abductions
From my book, My 1st Book, I am the One
Part I - Chapter IV - UFO's, Abductions and Missing Time
Later that summer of 1977, right around my birthday I remembered seeing the stars and the night sky through the ceiling of my new bedroom. I was eating lunch at the dining room table with my cousin, and I got a mental image of the night sky from the perspective of lying in bed.
I asked my mom, “How could I have seen the stars through my bedroom ceiling “? She said, “You couldn’t have”. “Well, I did, and I think it has to do with light or something”. She said, “Maybe you were dreaming”.
That night after dinner, I tried to show my cousin how you can see a person’s bones just like an x-ray when you put your hand or arm in front of a bright light. Of course, it does not work, “but I remember seeing through my own arms like an x-ray at the same time the light made me able to see the stars”.
Also, later that summer of 77, we went on a weekend family camping trip in the local San Gabriel Mountains. On Saturday morning at the crack of dawn my dad and I left the camp site in his pickup truck and headed for Crystal Lake, the fishing lake a few miles away. We would be back before dinner as we were going to catch the main course.
We got there early enough to be amongst the first to arrive. I remember being absolutely thrilled about catching two fish almost immediately which is one reason I had so much trouble accepting that it was the dead of night, we had no fish and were beginning to walk back to the campsite after my dad’s truck did not start.
The night was incredibly foggy and dark. My dad picked me up onto his back when I got tired, and I saw dried blood on the back of his neck when the headlights of a motorhome approaching us from behind illuminated our way.
When they stopped to offer us a ride to our campsite I was terrified and reminded my dad that we are not supposed to take rides from strangers.
It was a family of three, the little girl was approximately my age and my dad pointed out that she was just as worried about picking up strangers as I was because they too, were a family and kind people just helping another family that needed help.
The man driving asked my dad and me why we were coming from the lake so late after it had closed. To which my dad paused and then said he was working on starting his truck and time got away from him. I remember thinking that we only began trying to start the truck in the dark which is way after this lake closed.
When I refocused on the conversation the man was explaining that they were just getting in their RV to have dinner at the restaurant nearby when they saw a light in the sky it was a disc he said.
He said that they followed it to the lake area, but when they arrived, they only saw us from the other side of the lake walking away from my dad’s truck. He went on to ask if we had seen it.
He wondered how it was possible that we did not see it because it had to have passed right over us.
In 1982 at age 12, I had a dream that I can remember today as well as I did then. Actually, I suddenly recalled this “dream” while playing Centipede at the local ice cream shop/arcade.
“Someone” put a worm into my body. It had an identifiable head which it could turn. They put this worm in the corner of my eye where it tunneled through my circulatory system. It was like I could see it inside of me when this occurred.
I say someone because I couldn’t or wouldn’t see them.
Then “someone” was grabbing my arm and pulling on something that turned out to be that worm, but it was way bigger. Anyway, they pulled and pulled and then pulled it out through my finger.
Although I had this recall at once, I am not sure that these events occurred at the same time. During that same year my dad and I went fishing at Puddingstone Lake in San Dimas California. (Now called Frank G. Bonelli Regional Park and Raging Waters)
We arrived before the sun came up.
This time I remember being on the shore near the boat launch when I saw the light heading right for us. I screamed and pointed at the disc as it slowed above our heads.
Then a light shone on us that seemed to cause us to be paralyzed. My dad started rising up before my eyes, just when I screamed for my dad I too started rising up to the disc in the sky.
While on the ship we were immobilized on platform tables and held down by clamps on our arms legs abdomen and my dad was held with an additional clamp around his neck.
While we were on the tables my dad was talking to me in my mind. He told me it would be okay and that he was there with me. He said he would not let them take me away.
Next, I heard my dad saying to a man in a military uniform “I won’t do it anymore”! “Never again”!
Behind that military man was a creature that looked like a grasshopper (Mantid). He also yelled if you hurt my daughter, I will kill you all!
Next my dad and the whole table he was on rose up off the ground and then slammed back down. The clamps opened all at once and he sat up on the table and everyone fell back away from both of us.
Then someone shot my dad, and I woke up in my dad’s truck on our way home once again no fish and car trouble the reason for our missing day.
In 1985 at about 14-15 years old, although extremely rare for my age, I was diagnosed with an outbreak of shingles. This was typically (in 1985) a Geriatrics condition. The horribly painful blisters covered more the 50% my right-side abdomen and more the 50% of my right side back. The nerve/burning pain built up all day every day until becoming explosive episodic pain at bedtime. This lasted six weeks.
I was somehow different after
it, like broken and cynical.
Trained MILAB?
In 1986 at 16 years old, while walking (without permission) late at night to my boyfriend’s house I noticed a car that had passed me traveling northbound, was now passing me traveling southbound and at a decreased rate of speed.
When he then made a left up ahead, I got an ominous feeling that seemed to trigger an awareness that allowed me to assess the scene and determine that he would be hiding among the shrubs that I was approaching in only a few steps from now.
As I finished that thought I heard the cracking of branches while meeting with my eyes the same car parked in the parking lot of the vacant manufacturing shop with the passenger door open.
In my left side peripheral vision, I saw a man’s fist hurling towards my face. It was met with my left forearm and then my right fist met his left cheek bone
“I yelled, no fuckin way”! And started kicking him in the abdomen, thighs and chest. I heard all the air he had expelled when I kicked him in the chest the third or fourth time and he cried out and limped away. I took chase after him for about two or three steps before I realized what I was doing and stopped.
He sped out of the parking lot, with the passenger door still open and I am pretty sure I heard him crying.
Sleeper Agent?
A few weeks later I began having experiences that I could not explain because they were “feelings” with “mental images.” I had weird episodes in which I felt like a memory or something that I was supposed to remember was “missing” or something.
I felt like I was “looping” mentally.
I was visualizing a circular movement, a “looping” that accompanied a fuzzy feeling similar to when you know something but can’t recall the word or name at that moment. Like, its right on the tip of my tongue ... but you do not recall.
Only this was something I was supposed to remember for purpose, but I could not stop the looping that turned fuzzy only to start looping again.
This occurred every now and then, but when I look back years and decades later and these episodes were on a reoccurring cycle.