Your True
Tales
February 2003 –
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Abduction
Memories and More
by Ryan J.
When I was around seven or eight (I am now 13), my mom and dad worked nights, so I would have to be at home by myself at night. I remember it went like this:
I was in my mom's room. Looking out her door there is a view of the kitchen. I then heard a scraping noise at the back door. I got up to go to my room to look out my window to see if someone was on my back porch when I saw a big flash. Then I fell onto the floor and I couldn't move for nothing in the world. Then these alien-like beings come out. I then remember myself being taken onto the back porch, except it wasn't my back porch. It was like a hospital room, except there was only a bed, a machine with different buttons and this hard-looking bed. It was more of a platform where they laid me down.
This is no joke. There were two of them. They started poking me with strange objects. The only thing I could do was move my eyes. As I looked around, I saw this cage with some type of creature. I closed my eyes and tried to make it seem like I was in a dream. But I wasn't. Then the aliens put this glove-like thing on my hands and it felt like needles all over. It hurt - not a lot, but it hurt. Then I remember them taking me back, and I was back into my bed. I ran downstairs and stayed down there for the night. I wouldn't go upstairs for anything. I told my parents and they said it was a dream. It was no dream
Now this next experience, I don't what it would be... maybe a visitor from the future. It happened with me and my mom. My mom has made me promise to never bring it up. It was me and my mom driving home late from her job. We were on our way home when this lady appeared on the road. She had this sort of glow with her body. She told us that we shouldn't go home because there were some men there with guns waiting to kill anyone who walks through our door. Now this was a little bit of a shock, but for some reason my mom believed her. Then she told us that we should call my dad and tell him too. We reached him in time. We had met at a hotel and slept there for the night. I really didn't believe the lady on the road until next morning when my dad had told us that the people who lived under us had been killed and our house had been robbed. They had caught the suspects later. My mom was so stunned that we never brought it up again.
Now this is my third experience with the unnormal. I remember it clearly. It happen around two years ago. My cousin had a sleepover and I was invited. So we were up late at night and we went to slept around 1 or 2 o'clock in the morning. I remember waking up to go pee when I saw something move. I didn't know what it was. Probably a shadow outside, I thought. So I kept going when I looked down the hall and saw these people talking. It was two people - it seemed like they were dancing or something. I was wide awake by then and I saw the people move toward me. I tried to run, but they grabbed me and started to hit me in my back and one had scratched me pretty good in the face and it was bleeding a little, but I didn't care. I don't how I got to sleep, but when I woke up, I told my cousin and his friends. They thought I was lunatic... but why did I still have a scratch on my face?
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