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8 Aug 2008
i need to ask an administrator how to do some stuff..can anyone help me contact support?
14 Jul 2008
ok so I messed up the title a bit the pch story is different..this actually happened in Venice, CA Dec. 98 or Jan. 99'..pardon me
here's a story for you.. its about hybrid aliens and its true! This is a true story! The woman with no white around her eyes…. About one month or so after the UFO sightings over PCH (approximately December 98’ or January 1999) I had an encounter with a woman from another world. I was working at the Psychic Eye Bookshop at the time. It was probably a Sunday because I liked to work in the annex on Sunday’s. The annex was the used section of the bookstore. I was standing behind the counter at the register as was Strider and Paul. Strider was to my right and Paul was to his right. Paul was always skeptical about our sightings. Three years after this incident, it occurred to me that I could have totally gotten fired for allowing the guys back behind the counter. It was not something I normally would allow but in hind sight the only way the fellas would have been able to see what was about to take place. Suddenly a very tall, thin, Caucasian woman came around the corner from the main side of the store. I knew that she was headed right for me. She was bald, wearing sunglasses, a white wife beater, khaki shorts and sandals. She was also holding a stack of flyers. As she began to speak to me she took off her glasses. Strider and Paul for once were silent. She asked me if she could put her flyer up on our bulletin board. I, always surprised at how calm I can be in extraordinary situations, casually responded by saying, “no, I’m sorry that is only for our psychics. People ask all the time.” She said thank you. Put on her sunglasses and left. Paul started talking as if he hadn’t just seen what we know he did so Strider and I at the same exact time said “woe woe woe back it up“. It took Paul a couple years to admit to me that there was something very odd about the tall lady. Strider and I spoke about where she may have been from. Why? Because although her eyes were shaped like a human’s, they were anything but. As a matter of fact they looked like the eyes of a Grey alien. Where we have pink her eyes were charcoal Grey. There was no white around her eyes either. They were a filmy black color with a slimy looking texture. Definitely not Hollywood makeup. I grew up around the biggest special effects guy in Hollywood and this was not his work. Unfortunately we never got a look at the flyer because we were too busy being mesmerized by her eyes. About an hour later I was sitting outside taking a break when I spot that woman walking with a man and a tiny Chihuahua. They were walking down Main Street in Venice toward Rose Ave. I was across the Street thinking about how odd they appeared. They were both wearing identical outfits and they were like carbon copies of each other. Both the exact same height and build. Both bald. The only difference was that you could tell one was female because she had breasts. They appeared to be acting as if they were boyfriend and girlfriend but once I realized that we didn’t have male and female identical twins on this planet I knew that they were alien. I immediately began speaking to them telepathically. Without a word, I said, “ I know that you can hear me. I know that you can read my thoughts.” At that very moment they both stopped and turned and looked at me in unison. I said, “thank you. Thank you very much.” and they walked away. One week after that while sitting in my car at lunch with Jaeneen the store manager, I had another encounter. Jaeneen and I would often sit in my car (Ethel May) during lunch. We rarely ever spoke or listened to music. We were just so happy to be away from the madness of the bookstore that we would just sit in silence. This day we were parked in front of the ocean exactly two blocks away from “the eye“. I am a very security minded person who is always looking around and in my mirrors even while at a standstill. I had just did my momentary security sweep of the situation and there were no humans to be found in any direction. I had looked around, I looked in both my side mirrors and then finally my rear view. The moment that my eyes shifted away from the rear view mirror two car doors slammed. The tall woman, her identical male twin and the tiny Chihuahua dog all got out of the green car behind us. The woman walked by my side in the street and gave me a glance. The man and the dog walked around the passenger side and down the sidewalk. Perplexed I asked Jaeneen if she had heard the car doors open. She said, “no“ and I said, “neither did I.” A silly question because they literally had no time to get to the car, get in and then get out between the time I had looked away from the mirror and heard the car doors slam. Then I asked. “Do you remember me telling you about those people from earlier this week?” Jaeneen said, “yes” Then I said, “that’s them” Jaeneen just said “nooo” nervously. Then she asked, “What do you think they want?” I said, “I don’t know. I think they want to talk to me but either they aren’t ready to talk to me or they don’t think I’m ready to talk to them. Either way as long as they keep walkin we’ll be alright.” And they did. I haven’t seen them since. That was probably January of 1999. Shortly thereafter I had had enough & quit that crazy job. I just couldn’t take anymore. There were so many strange occurrences at that place. One time a guy actually accused me of swelling up his feet. I’m not makin this stuff up. I promise. I’m not that creative. Trust me. He said, “I came into this store the other day and you walked by me wearing that Star of David and now my feet are swollen.” I figured if he truly believed that I could have that affect on him, he must be a demon so I just looked at him and said, "sounds like a personal problem, sorry I can't help you." 2005 © Alexis Nichele To preview more of my book Abstract Realism a true story about my crazy life ..go to my site and skip to the notes page..my name and website are the same..Aehlex |
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