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3 Aug 2007
I was about 11 years old...when I woke up to a strangely dimly lite room with three grays over my bed...two on one side the third "leader" on the right hand side. My older brother was about 10 feet from me in his bed sleeping. I gasped to holler out and tried to flex myself from my bed...I was paralized from the neck down and nothing came out of my mouth...no noise...my vocal cords were completely shut off. The three grays were just bending their heads staring at me...like they could read my mind. Their eyes wide and big..like a praying mantitis's. I closed my eyes...I wasn't going to fail in my mission to awaken my older brother for help. Like a young boy that had been punched really hard...I was building and building up my energy...my lungs and capacity to SCREAM bloody murder....then it was time...I opened my eyes (there were all still there silently staring at me, unmoving) and let out a blast (of compressed air with sound!) making a little noise of long duration..."haaaaaaaaaaah". I was able to turn my head at my brother's bed he rolled over sleeping still. However after I DID MAKE A SOUND...there was activity in the room...the grays "moving" looked up from me at each other discussing something about what I had done...I knew it was something they never experienced from anyone they paralized before (actual noise) They grays were communicating without words...just thoughts. I knew they could read my mind...I was sensitive to that.
Ok...next thing I remember was waking up standing up... my head was heavy and drooping toward my neck...I could see my wet pajamas and little seeds and wheat flax particles all over my bare feet and up my ankles...even on my pajamas...Like I had been walking in the wet damp fields...however...this time I was standing on the most antiseptic 6" thick cloudy (ice) warmly heated Floor...no man has ever built nor seen a floor so wonderful and warm...it was like lighted 6" thick milky ice...but super heated and warm...my head was so heavy...but I knew others were around me...I lifted my heavy head about 2 to 4 inches...I could see shadows of others int he room and the walls too were made of this antispetic milky white thick warm lighted ice...no furniture. that's the end...however, at around the same age...I did have this experience being in the room with a device...that was like a living ball of mass light swirling light...I asked the question what is it? I was told it was "Pure Energy"...and I remember this answer given clearly"Pure Energy"...I remember wondering... how did they contain it? Thanks, for reading my story...I'm new to this forum. Mark, mmlars38@hotmail.com |
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