i asked about Polygraph tested storeys because some storys i read i think how could thay
have did certain things and experience things that way with such optical clarity. I was fighting with all my
strength, focus and real anger to stay conscious and to fight it sorry for the bad grammer im 1st langwich was gaelic (irish) i will tell you abit about myself and my experiences but theres things i cant even put into words and i dont even think i will
ever tell anyone about it even on the internet its too uncomfortable and strange and i hate thinking about it
the other stuff is bits and pieces and very very vivid and i can remember them just as well ,if not more so than for exampal
my first kiss and so on....


what im talking about is abduction


I will try and relate some of these strange experiences the best i can I have never told this stuff before so il do my best to explain it First i will tell you abit about me , Im Irish ,love boxing ,come from the west of ireland ,im 29 ,athletic, i was in the army for 5 years and was a u.n peacekeeper in the lebanon until things got bad afew years back and we where pulled out, i didnt need to see anymore of that crap so i got discharged i now work in search and rescue in ireland ,i would like to think im pritty melo and chilled but i have a real bad temper when im pushed i think it helped me to keep some
of these memories I will start off with my childhood i had a pritty good childhood my mother and father are still together come froma big family, roman catholic, old irish , no traumatic events ,deaths, sexual abuse, Drugs, repressed memorys or
privet chats with the priest o files lol I was throughout of the alter boys after 2 weeks lol
I grew up in a very rural part of ireland and had great fun running around and playing in the old fairy rings and dolmens
and hanging out of trees and so on.... I remember and know that hole area like the back of my hand but one day me and my buddys were walking past a track way beside some big standing stones beside my grandfathers house ,there was 3 of my buddys going infront and as thay walked up past it on the way back to the village , i stoped dead in my tracks and couldnt go on , i was terrorfied to go anywere near
it i had kind of like memorys of not being able to move and being traped by long hands or something not being able to look up or scream. My buddys started shouting whats wrong with you come on / I used to walk pass that place every few days
by myself and with others it was only 10mins away from my grandfaters house ,i started walking back the long way myself for all the time i lived there i was terrorfied of that area and never could go pass it again. i remember going up that trak myself one other time after that and stoping about 50yards away ,telling myself just run passed what the hell is wrong with you but i got terrorfied and was cold sweating i couldnt do it, I was young but i new something was up. I used to have a recurring dream for years and years about being beside my grandfathers house stuck to a small white door lifting up in the air, i screaming with no noise comeing out, andthat was the end of the dream. And i have what i thought was a real memory of playing on a summers day beside my grandfaters house and could see my grandfather
and a white helicopter flew passed low to the ground the first time i ever seen a real helicopter not on t.v ,
it flew across comeing head on stoped at my grandfater and the man in a white shirt and sunglasses opened the door above my grandfaters and said something and then flew away , it was white with a yellow stripe and i remember i looked right at the pilot i then went up to my grandfater and asked what did he say what did he say, and my grandfater didnt realy say anything so i went to look for my buddys to tell them i seen a helicopter. Thinking back on it ,its was about 10 or 15 feet away with no dust or wind blowing up / it was a summers day and my grandfater had some lose soil and i was sitting in the ground with not a speck of dust in the air. I asked my mother and she said i told her afew times but it would have been the talk of the village ifa helicopter did that back in the 80's. To me its a 100% real memory but the helicopter,recurring dream,and the place i was terrorfied
to go is in the same area.

I must have been about 6 years old back then and it must have been the start of it but im not sure,
things get alot more strange after that ,i had the standard cant move cant scream for help somethings in my room standing
over me takeing me away dreams after that for years we moved house and i was still getting them only more vivid ,
i remember sleeping and knowing that im sleeping being able to wake up anytime i wanted and the feeling and kinda noise
i would get before thay came in. i was trying to fight that crap so much when i was younger afew times i just new something was about to happen and i would scream i remember jumping up from my bed trying to scream with my mouth wide open and no noise comeing out or try to run into my mother and fathers room or brothers room to get away because i new i wouldnt make it all the way to my mother and fathers room,i remember one time i ran into my brothers room and was slaping him shouting get up get up and than trying my other brother basicly on top of him saying get up get up

shaking the shit out of him and knowing something was comeing i jumped over him his bed was in the corner of the room and i

wanted to get as far into that corner as i could than i remember something was behind me and i blacked out. I have so many memorysof stuff like that recurring dreams of waking up by a strange sound terrorfied haveing the feeling my mother
and father was downstairs
and running out of my room trying to get downstairs almost in slow motion and going into the dark and opening the door and a vibe going through me standing on the ice cold ground floor in my bare feet in the dark (theres no way in hell i would stand in the pich dark downstairs at night) with my head down shivering with strange
vibes going through me with something standing to my right leading me. I have a vivid memory in the dream saying
out loud your not my mammy ,and a hand out towards me i must have then held ,but i remember been given the impression it was my
mother but i new it wasnt (what the hell type of dream is that ,it gives me the creeps just as much 20years later)
By this stage after years of this i started to think about it alot
and i wasnt 100% sure what the hell was going on when your that young do think everyone must get that stuff so i started thinkingi need to let myself know if its realy real or not so i tryed everything , i layed traps sneeked weapons down beside my bed and bought torches and a pen knife with the sole purpose to stick it in a thing. i remember i got that feeling one
night and i was trying to grab my pen knife on the left side of my bed / it may as well have been a mile away i
remember it was too far to grab. I remember thinking i must let myself know somehow when its happening that its real.
I was about 8 or 9 I was sleeping and i felt that vibe/sound i remember trying so hard to get up and mark my wooden
bed posts i was on my stomach and i got to my knees trying to rip my posters off the wall and place some type of
marks on my bed or wall i felt there was something in my room by that stage and it touched my back. When i was on my knees on my bed i was
fully conscious but i remember the exact spot i was touched on my back and like a electric shock not painful but a very freaky feeling
and i remember being fully conscious thinking ,holy shit its real its realy real dont forget and falling in a slope to the left
with that vibe going through me and lost consciousness. I will never ever forget that time or that feeling ,i remember the exact angle
i was looking at the bed posts and the exact angle i went down with things standing over me
im trying to skip over the other parts of what i remember after thay get me but that time the day after i remembered it all
the thing grabing me my posters ripped and my bedroom door still locked thats when i new it was real and the things that happend in that other place
was real.

Now in the other parts of the "dreams" it realy gets into some real crazy freaky knightmare stuff one of the

1st times i remember (in my recurring knightmare of the same place with the same things i have had all my life)
was standing in a strange place asking where am i who are you i want my mammy your to scary,
and being told "where do you think you are ?"
and me saying im undergroud or something, i dont no its kind of blury that time was along time ago but
i had the feeling i was being told alot of different bullshit and was being lied to and saying to them no your not
no your not get away from me and going nuts trying to scream i remember thay
were infront of me but i couldnt focus in on there faces and i couldnt move my head around
another dream of me there i was in a room with pinkish light low to the ground standing and two of the wee scary looking ones i realy hated infront of me
about 10feet away and me screaming going nuts saying im going to kill you if you come anywhere near me get away i will kill you, i can remember there shape
and outline but cant remember there faces , i was being told in my head to be cam its ok, and thay tryed to come forward and i went even more nuts
i was told to cam down or some other one would come in and you wouldnt want that, and i remember i said i dont give a shit i will kill you i i was realy in a rage
kind of like a fight or flight , i was in hulk mode lol i couldnt move but i think i was on something there was something to the right but i wasnt aloud to have a look
i remember them telling me someone of them was coming in and i could feel that thing come into the room from southeast of me
and i could feel it getting closer and closer the best way i could describe it is like a sick feeling and sticking
a home massage machine to your head i started trembling like crazy and as the thing got closer in got more and more
intense until i wasnt that angry anymore i was just terrorfied my head went down and was trembling and the thing came up right to my head and i just
went down in a in a crouched position. MY last though was as that ting stood over me was this fcking thing is probley loveing this the bastard and i just blacked out

i remember another time it must have been after that ( like a sequel of a recurring knightmare of the same place with the same things)
a woman was holding my hand and i remember feeling very relieved she was there, saying to me you dont have to be scared of the wee ugly
one's i realy didnt like , thay just do what thay are told and showing me two standing in a room saying we can control them and she showed me and wanted me to try and showed me some stuff and then wanted me to go into them, i remember saying ok , but as i got up to them i freaked out looking
at there faces and wanted to runn away.
another time after that i was in my bedroom and i got that vibe and i felt things in the room i started to freak out, i could feel them wee ones were there and a hand just touched my forehead and i new it was that woman and i just stoped freaking out and camed down noing a human was there dont no who she is or even if i ever seen her again i only remember her 2 or 3 times
i could go on and on with this stuff /dreams/hallucinations whatever you want to call them
my bad dreams consist of me sleeping in my bedroom and feeling that old familiar feeling and fighting
to wake up only to find im being moved from my bedroom sometimes im still on the bed ,other times im standing
just outside my bedroom door being led (the 2nd latest time ) i remember i had the light on in my hallway but it was now dark i seen my shorts still hanging on the banister and felt
that there was one of them ones i hate to the right of me and i lifted my right hand onto its arm
and tugged it with all my might i remember thinking i got you buddy and new he had to be falling infront of me and i blacked out the very last time i remember feeling them in my room and a wee one was at my right leg
i grabed out as fast as i could and grasped its arm to twist the shit out of it but as soon as i did that a hand (human hand grabed my wrist and did something to my
hand , i remember thinking you bastards tricked me as i passed out (i know for a fact for a FACT
its not dreams)
im a boxer have been since a boy im 29 now ,i no how it feels beeing knoked out and blacking out.
i know the difference of being semi conscious and conscious. i wish i didnt

bare in mind i have alot more crazy crap i remember and stuff i will never speek of,
if theres any buddying sicolagests out there tell me what you think lol




slan

Of course Boxer, no one here or anywhere else will be able to give you the answers you may at some point find yourself seeking regarding your memories. Many will try. However, I will share with you a few observations from your account that I have heard elsewhere and have experienced myself.

You seem to be able to tell the difference between standard everyday dreams and these particular episodes that you've been kind and brave enough to share with us. The outdoor episode sticks out as you repeat "I remember" quite a few times , matter of factly, somewhat like it's not a question of 'dreaming'. Nothing too specific, but you "new something was up". You also mention that you "remember thinking i must let myself know somehow when its happening that its real". Many have recalled saying much the same thing, including myself. Another example, "thats when i new it was real and the things that happened in that other place was real."

I suppose I relate to your story because I have had much the same experience....and "know" the reality of them. This is hard for others to understand sometimes.

"and i hate thinking about it the other stuff is bits and pieces and very very vivid and i can remember them just as well ,if not more so than for exampal my first kiss and so on...."

These experiences, when one has them, seem to play like a movie in your mind, the bits and pieces you can remember. at least that's what it is for me and what I simply feel it is for you as well. They never change or alter...and they never fade.

I understand your struggle, regardless of the "reality" of the thing as others believe or disbelieve it. I've read many, many accounts such as yours, both honestly and dishonestly given, and for what it's worth, yours has the ring of honesty. I may be mistaken and often have been in the past but what the heck. Call it a gut feeling. One I don't often have. It's just the little things, the telltale things that you will eventually find in the stories of others that may someday confirm your own. The small innocuous statement's you've made that I've mentioned above, in a way, do that for me having made them myself at times. What comes around, goes around....

Although you haven't asked for it, I'll offer you a small piece of advice. Drop whatever fear and anger that may remain (if any)....they are counterproductive and in the end...futile. Please take this suggestion in the spirit with which it was given.

Anyway you go though friend, I wish you the best. And here's to hoping you'll feel comfortable enough to post more here some day.



~EG

Thanks for your words bro ,im not trying to convince anyone that its real to me its 100% real be thay
visions/bad dreams/delusions/hillusinations/or some sort of delirium.( if i new it was i would sleep alot sounder at night
happy in the fact that i have some type of crazyness.) But i no myself i have a strong stubborn mind and by now well used to being in stressful situations both real and so-called imaginary the hardest part of this was typeing the story myself and reading it trying to think even now for some type of rashinal explanation (even now im open to the fact thay could be just dreams) But i keep comeing back to the times that im in my room and waking up and even standing up being moved forward, with a feeling washing over me saying your fine ,its ok ,your still sleeping,(and i dont talk to meself like that NEVER, be it awake or sleeping )me knowing i AM moveing in the dark ,feeling the cold with my ears trying to focus on the sounds of movement because my eyes cant focus very well on the things to my right and left just being able to look the way my head is pointed at the time (with 100 different thoughts in my mind of what the hells going on. and I also no when theres people beside me (more than one )as a adult with the experiences more vivid it keeps going back to that (I can see it plain as day as im typeing this it wasnt dreams im remembering) and what type of dream is that anyway,lasting a min or two, thinking your wideawake in terror standing up
and than just blacking out. THE rest i can try to brush off as a bad dream.
hii earthguy you said "Drop whatever fear and anger that may remain (if any)....they are counterproductive and in the end... futile.

I think your right about it being futile in the longrun but in my dreams thay messed with me so much with my fear and anger dont no ifs it because im a tad aggressive anyway but i realy dont think so. for even just one or two of my memoreys i had as a kidd i will try and hurt and do anything i can until thay decide he ant worth it. sure i have half memoreys of agreeing to stuff and feeling realy good about knowing things and talking with them and even asking please let me remember things.(but feeling good about things is just a fake as the feeling u get when your told"its ok ,its ok your not being moved your sleeping when standing up in the dark " But a kidd being manipulated like that isnt a agrement in my book ,my gutt feeling is thay ant good how could anything do that to kidds be good. fuk them

As for people saying thats bullshit or disbelieveing it , i realy dont give a god dam what thay think, let them talk about
balls of light in the sky and flying bullshit on low res pics from photoshop i dont give a shit about what that stuff is
never seen a ufo and never want to ,thay may be real but youll never no from a crapy video or photo anyways.

I typed this stufff for people with the same dreams as myself and have left out most of it because even as dreams go ,its crazy and + i want to know if the person is bullshiting me or not. For anyone with the same type of dreams i have no problems with answering questions you may have, there is somethings i will never talk about but ,trust me you will never ask about it anyway its not a stereotypical question and i only remember bits of the other parts i want some real on the level people to help fill in some of the blanks ,because i pritty much have always been not a team player (most times) in my dreams and done what it takes to not going along with them lieing ugly cold little bastard dream people who try to scare little kidds and take them from there beds.

To other people with the same dreams please tell me some info on your dreams you dont have to post it on this ,you can pm me with it you dont have to tell me anything you dont want to talk about i havent talked about most stuff ,or colors or lights but i will pm you it if you pm me so you no im on the level

This post has been edited by The Boxer: Mar 29 2008, 10:00 AM