Yes, this is my journal of my "experiances". Though only a few because I only started this journal a few months ago. But before that I have been drawing pictures of my times "up there"...
If any of you abductees go to the same place I do please tell me, I haven't been able to find any one for ages. Though I think I've come close... especially on this site. (Do please take note that in some of my pictures it seems like I'm talking to myself... but I'm not. That is for just incase "my own" offspring become alien abductees as I am. I think its a rather smart Idea actually...)
My Encounters Journal:

I’ve been an Alien Abductee since I was Six years old…”Encounters” as you would call it. I remember… around the first few years of “encounters” that I constantly used to complain about not having enough sleep. I never told them why though, I don’t know why, I just didn’t. They didn’t take it seriously, and they never will because I’ll never give them the reason. Now that I am older (and know how to use a computer) I have been constantly looking up photos of UFOs, aliens, abduction cases and articles, interviews…EVERYTHING YOU NAME IT!
Very…very few have the content I’m looking for. What I’m looking for? An abductee match, but there is none so far. NONE! Are they all just liars, hoaxes? Some stories I feel strongly are true, but they are not like mine. I don’t think they ever will be… Its strange… My cases seem to be exact opposite of theirs; perhaps the beings that take me are a totally different society of Greys. And for me there are more than just Greys, I don’t know their real names, but I’ve named them (with one exception): THE Grays, (my)Greys, Brownies, Herman Melvilles, The ones that have and want no name, (added 2006) Reptilians… and others I cant remember at this time…
Things that set me apart from other cases:
1. It seems that I’ve been to their planet or somewhere with clouds (explain later)…
2. Instead of being made motionless and set on a table for experiments, its more rather that we are studying each other in a complicated way by watching each other in our actions. They let me walk just about wherever I please.
3. I go into a “retarded” state of mind. (explain later)
4. The beings I’m with aren’t the personality-less, they are practically humane.

First Encounter Ever Age: 6 Date: Unknown Place: Tupelo MS, (addresses are edited out)

It was late… actually it was early as in 1:30 AM early. Amy was asleep beneath me on the lower half of our bunk bed. Once I’m awake I can’t go back to sleep so I got up and went to the bathroom, when I came back I heard a noise. Sort of like a tiny shriek and yet, it sounded like a popping noise at the same time… hard to explain. Anyways, it scared me I couldn’t tell if it was coming from outside or not, it was one of those sounds that seem to be all around; something told me it was outside though. Spooked, I slowly inched my way to the backyard door (We had two backyard doors, one in my room, the other in our brothers’ room.) I heard a soft thumping sound, terrified, I stopped in my tracks. After a few more soft sliding and thumping sounds a shadow formed from behind the blinds (I swear my eyes were bulging I was probably about to cry.) I couldn’t make out its shape, but it was a lot taller than me at the time… about half a door way size/length wise.

I remember that the room seemed to suddenly be filled with a blue mist… fog… Almost as if it were a holographic drizzle. I don’t remember opening the door… but the next thing I know, I’m holding the outstretched hand of a strange “monster” and behind him is a huge “UFO” door opening filled with a big bright light… But it wasn’t blinding. He stood up straight, moved to the left of me, and hand in hand we walked up the ramp into the ship. I don’t know what came over me but after suddenly being on the other side of my back door I wasn’t afraid anymore it was as if my brain had become… thoughtless…and “high”…
I don’t know, after entering I lost memory of a certain amount of time area because suddenly I’m sitting on the side of a table… or was it a chair… it was a table, and I’m surrounded by three “beings”. The one kneeling in front of me had his right hand resting on my left knee, in the other hand he holds an object… I can’t remember what it looks like… and he was staring into my eyes. He was making all these funny noises, clicking, popping, and “honking”. It sounded so funny to me that I laughed, he looked embarrassed by that. I think the one standing behind me hooted a couple of times as if chuckling. The one beside me made me nervous, she just squatted there… staring at me with a fixed glaze the whole time. The one in front of me then stood up turned around and stood there for a few seconds, he then turned his head to the one standing behind me and made a honking noise. The one behind me helped me off the table and the front alien guy lead us down a very short corridor… actually it must have been a closet to walk through because another alien came in and pulled a white bag of fluff down from a rack and rushed off with it. We came to a big room that had all these computer like gadgets everywhere, some were moving. No screens. Just panel looking things… The being that was standing behind me on the table took my hand again and pulled me close.
Then after a few more turns through very short closet hall things… only some had no racks… we came to a looooong straight corridor, I remember saying “pretty” because it was lined with lights… Anyways the being leading us left us at the beginning of it, the alien holding my hand nodded to him and walked me down the long corridor… Then I woke up curled up on my bedroom floor near the closet, I didn’t remember anything for the first few seconds… then it all came back to me. A bit stunned by my memory, almost in tears of fright, I was about to wake my sister, but I drew my hands back twice. I had made up my mind that I wasn’t going to tell anyone… that is…no one in the family and around me…dundundaaaaaaaaa!
I went to bed after standing there a few minutes in thought.

These are pictures I've drawn rather recently of my First Encounter... Can you pick out which part they are of from the journal entry? Hehe.

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/FirstEn1.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/FirstEn2.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/FirstEn3.jpg

Also take note: Some of "them" have male and female "parts" if you know what I mean, so excuse the cartoonist like way I've drawn them but I ultimately refuse and have even vowed not to draw anything obscene like.


This is not all of my journal, I have to retype the whole thing section by section because after a certain "nightmare" I was afraid that a more dangerous form of MiB or government people would put me to silence. And yes I have met the MiB before, only they weren't... too violent I guess you could say...

Some more of my journal retyped:

Men in Black??? Age: 14

Today I just read an article about the MiB and it reminded me of my “supposed” encounter with the MiB…
Sometime at age 13 or 12, in VA for family visiting vacation Thanksgiving while on our way to a museum, me being the fastest walker, walked ahead of everybody and hid behind a fat pole thing while they stopped to read a map to find the metro. I turned around and there out of nowhere were two guys in black suit/Arabian dress thingies with black silk Arabian scarf things covering their head nose and mouth. The one on my left had dark brownish skin he had what looked like a glass right eye, the one on my right was white. Even though they were both looking straight at me I thought they were just a couple of two desert looking guys… until the one on my right leaned down to my face and said:
“Hello Miss Sarah. We’ve been looking for you.”
I was like “holy crap!”, I didn’t say that though. I was so scared it seemed like all my saliva had just evaporated. I mean, here are these two “cool” looking strangers that knew my name… overly creepy… I mean they look like they are foreign right, and they could have picked me out as a terrorist hostage or something!… Anyways, he put his hand on my shoulder (probably because my feet were walking away on their own…) leaned in closer and asked me:
“You “are” Sarah (Middle and Last name edited out), right?”
I didn’t say anything, I couldn’t I was so scared! I grasped his arm trying to twist it off. He didn’t let go though, instead, he handed me a card. It was black with a silver rim. Since I made no such motion of even to think of taking or touching it the guy on my left took my left hand and forcefully placed it on the card. I struggled, the card seemed to have a cyber looking wave cross it (as in we could see what was in it for a split second or two) Now, I was interested… I didn’t struggle anymore, but they still didn’t let go of my hand or shoulder. The man on my left took the card and pressed it against my arm just above my wrist on the underside, it did the little glow thing again.
He put the card in a pocket behind his vest-rag-looking-thing and the both of them (at the same time) stood up straight, and stepped back, the one on my right said:
“Thank you.”
He then said the most coolest words in history to me…. (I think he practiced this line)
“We are not the Men in Black, we are just men… in black.”
Then they turned around and walked off, I went back to my family who were freaked out because they couldn’t find me. I acted like nothing happened and pretty much forgot all about them when on the Metro… You’ve just gotta love those things… they are so FUN!



And how strange.... After the MiB I had my first reptilian encounter... which I am still traumatized by to this day... :alien: After reading information on the MiB race on Whippets homepage I guess there is really a connection between the MiB and Reptilians. And how Ironoic that my next journal entry that I have yet to retype is of my Reptilian encounter. :alien:

Here are some random pictures from my Encounter Journal Folder:

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Nok...ydotheycome.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/Womanman.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/Markings.jpg

For those of you who don't even like the "slightest bit" of "suggestive" themes then skip this journal entry and go to the pictures...:



First and hopefully “last” Reptilian Alien Encounter… Age: 14 Date: one of the first days of April 2006 Place: Gray, GA (Addresses are edited out)

Ok… this has been the strangest encounter yet… Now I’ve come across sbduction cases of/with Reptilian Aliens involved on the internet, but they all included some form of “sex” so I thought them unreal (literally turning my nose up at them) and just “desperate” people with perverted dreams… Now I’m starting to think back on my thoughts……
I woke up sometime in the night… And I noticed that I was not in my own bed… or room… Yes, I was in a bed, only it wasn’t lumpy anymore and I could feel that it was higher than usual. And the pillow and under sheet were white. The top cover was a coarse, thin, brown blanket and I could tell that I had only just been there for a small while because the covers were not badly wrinkled (I move a “lot” in my sleep). And the room was seemingly a perfect square with gray walls; the room was lit by single dimmed light, which I “assume” was right above the center of my bed (I didn’t feel like looking at it I had just woke up!) I was spooked, I knew I was abducted by aliens that’s no biggie but this wasn’t the usual way for my friendly Greys and Brownies!…. THEY DON’T SLEEP IN OR HAVE BEDS LIKE THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!
Anyways, a door to my right opened slightly, but swiftly (I didn’t notice the door there before…). Just enough for the head and torso of a medium sized alien to peek in, his eyes glinted in the dimmed light, but they seemed peaceful… and cheery. He came in fully and leaned against the door, shutting it silently, and putting a finger to his mouth he said,
“Shhhh…”
His body form was that similar to the Grey and Brownie, but with more of a muscular physique (meaning that his body parts were more the size of a humans) and he had a brownish grayish, even greenish scaly skin. I could soon see that he was smiling… that’s what gave me the first genuine scare… Suddenly all those case files of Reptilian abduction case files flew through my head, plus I had not forgotten the fact that I was in a BED!!! Anyways… As he walked gracefully, but swiftly towards the bed I let out one of those “screaming whines” (you know, when your really truly scared sometimes instead of a scream coming out, it sounds more like the mix between a “shrill dog whine” and “hum”.)
I was too scared to move; it hopped in under the covers (much like I do myself…) and embraced me. I started to hyperventilate; he licked my neck, kissed below my ear, then just laid there beside me, but started very gently to “hump” me… I mean I could barely feel it, but once I did I went berserk I tried to push out of his grip but this thing was like a rock! I think I even growled at him… But stopped when I found it useless… He wouldn’t let go! For a long while he did nothing but purposefully breathe hot air on my neck… and that “horribly”… “disturbing”… humping…. Sensing that I wasn’t in any “real” danger I relaxed, trying to calm my heart and breathing down and soon began to drift off… Wrong thing to do Sarah!!! Almost as soon as I did he reach under my arm and began to massage my chest, I was completely startled but… if you know me… you’ll know that within five or so seconds of being massaged anywhere… I fall asleep like I was hit by a tranque… He hugged me tighter and sure enough… within five or so seconds I was flat unconscious!
Though during my long dreamless sleep I could feel small short sharp stinging pain at different parts of my body here and there throughout my whole sleep. (really, I don’t think he was intending that I fall asleep…)…. I woke up thankfully in my own bed with the covers off and clothes disheveled… Near morning and quite stunned by this… unusual abduction, I got up and wrote it down as I am now… A note for all those Reptilian Abductees whose case files I dismissed in disgust believing you were nothing but dirty liars… I BELIEVE IN YOU AND I’M SORRY FOR DOUBTING YOU!!!

Here's the Reptilian:

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/Reptilian.jpg



More random pictures from my Encounters Journal Folder:

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/Starchart.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/Ships.jpg

Another retype from my Encounters Journal:

Herman Melville… Age: 14 Date: Unknown Place: Gray, GA (addresses are edited out)
Up there in the introduction you were probably wondering why there’s an alien species I call “Herman Melville”… So I guess I’ll tell you…
First of all, Herman Melville is a female. As I was wandering around the Grey’s Portship (At least I think it’s the Grey’s, they make up most of the majority there…) with my “partner’ (Grey who led me around to different rooms.)
We turned the corner into a short hallway that led to another corridor, which went both ways and had windows all on one side so that you could see down into a large white room. Down in the large room there was a group of Greys and Hybrids wrestling with a giant whale in a shallow pool (Herman Melville). They seemed to be afraid of her because they kept a distance and every time she snapped at them they hopped and or stumbled back. It was like they were trying to get her out of the water or something…
Anyways, the corridor spiraled down to the main level, which is also where the diner is, and the entrance to the large white room was. I just couldn’t keep my eyes off such a creature; I started towards the door, my partner tried to pull me back by my shirt but I pushed him away and ran into the room, he followed chattering furiously at me. He stopped when I reached the group of beings as I pushed through them and went close enough for Herman to eat me, they were screaming at me either in rage or fear for my life I don’t know… Herman didn’t snap at me though, she threw her head back and bellowed, and then stared back down at me making quick dart like humming noises and twitching her lip every few seconds. That lasted for about twenty seconds until I mustered up enough courage to throw my hands up as if I wanted a hug… And just like those movies… she slowly, cautiously, stuck her snout into my arms and I hugged and petted her snout. She was wet but I didn’t care, nipped my hair and nudged me; making me fall over. I was going to get up, but one of the hybrids dragged me quickly out of Herman’s reach and they all hustled me out, Herman roared and dragged herself out of the pool after us. Once we all were safe on the other side of the door again they shrieked at me with angry faces, I remember one of them slapped my arm. My partner grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me out of the angry circle to our destination where they set me in a room with other children and hybrids. I remember speaking to a boy in boxers (obviously another abductee they took from bed) he was my age, though he didn’t speak back, he looked…well… not shocked but as if he didn’t know what was going on. Must have been a first timer.

Here's Herman Melville:

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Nok...manMelville.jpg



Random pictures from my Encounters Journal Folder:

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/Sounds.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/Misc.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Nok...ThePortship.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/Mapofport.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Nok.../TiredNanny.jpg

The last page of my Encounters Journal:


Jack Came Back (the No Name) Date: April Wednesday, 2006 Grade: 8th Age: 14 Place: Gray, GA (Addresses are edited out)

Jack came back last night; again he interrogated me about stuff, only this time he asked about something which gave our goodbye tonight a disturbing ending…
It went something like this:

[Take note: the No Names don’t have mouths so they use telepathy; to speak to you they have to focus in on your brain. This is why sometimes words don’t come through if distracted. Another note: The No Names do not numb your brain to put you in a retarded state of mind so you won’t hurt them like the Greys and Brownies. That’s why they are so careful when around us.]

He wasn’t visible yet.
Jack: Sarah child, rise. Same routine as before, don’t be afraid.
I sat up to make sure I wasn’t hearing things.
Me: Jack?
He replied seriously and almost sharply.
Jack: I have no name, child (!).
I ignore the words, get out of bed, sit cross-legged with my back to the mirror stand. When I had settled down he appeared out of nowhere in the middle of my room, walked (crawled, whatever… he uses all fours) up to me and turned my head from side to side with his knuckles, and then sat down. That was a first, he’s never sat down in my presence.
Jack: You have been more absent from your room lately, what have you been doing?
Me: Helping people on Neopets with personal problems, yesterday I went and helped Dad clean some stuff.
Jack: Have you made any friends at school yet?
Me: [pause] No.
Jack: That’s unhealthy, at least try to make friends.
Me: I’m too different.
Jack: Try.
I guess I made a look of aggravation or pout because he then sounded concern.
Jack: Do you not want friends?
Me: Of coarse I do… What is it with everyone wanting me to befriend people?!
Jack: Let’s… change subject.
Me: Why don’t you tell me about “yourself”?
Jack: I am not allowed… Do not have a tone with me.
Me: Sorry… Can I ask you a question?
Jack: Depends on what it is.
Me: Why do you come here? Do you even like it here?
Jack: That’s two questions, but I will answer them. Number one: To interrogate you. (I shrugged) Number two: Yes, I like coming here.
There was a flash of light beside his head; we both turned our heads in its direction quickly.
Me: What is it?
Jack: Nothing important… What sort of harmful chemicals are there here?
I didn’t mean to, I don’t even know why really except nuclear bombs came across my thoughts, but I shot the emotions rage and fear simultaneously at him. It was really strong I guess because he fell back holding his head and his eyes were wide. He crawled away from me and stood in his usual position. I had knocked him so hard that he couldn’t even keep focus on me so only a few sounds came through (remember the first note!).
Jack: -t…a…ha…I…N…you…
Me: Your people are planning on taking over the world aren’t they?!
I started to get up; he launched himself at me and grabbed my left wrist. I don’t think “he” meant to but I could feel his desperation and see it in his eyes.
Jack: No! We…
He disappeared. Either his time ran out or they sensed the trouble and teleported him out of there… I don’t know… by his actions I seriously doubt they are really planning to take over the world…
I hope I didn’t get him in trouble! No matter how scary the aliens can be they’ve always been by me, watched over me, they’re like BROTHERS to me! I tried to send thoughts to their ship or wherever he goes when he disappears, but I doubt they got any. I didn’t know where to focus them. I was begging that they don’t leave me.
After I lost hope that they were hearing me I got back in bed and cried myself to sleep… For Jack… I wanted him back…

Jack and random pictures from my Encounters Journal Folder:

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/Jack.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Nok...hedsketches.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Noktuka/FirstEnNN.jpg

And this is a picture from THE Grays, the ones I think are in all those other abduction cases... but I haven't written about my time with them in my journal yet. (I hated the experiance and it was mind breaking anyway...)

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h190/Nok...THEEVILGREY.jpg

Wow... thats uh... Wow...

Alot to digest to say the least... I'll be back after I've had time to mull this over in my head...

Thank you for sharing.

You are a talented artist Noktuka and I really appreciate seeing your drawings. I too have met such creatures and they came to me every night for years and taught me the facts of life. Basically they live on other dimensions close to us and can be contacted at any time once you know how. The easiest way is via telepathy where they send you visions and say a few choice words. I can put you in physical contact with them but it would frighten you so I won't.

From what I see of your journals you were a sort of loner and this is the type of child that the beings manifest for. They asked you to make more friends on earth so that they wouldn't need to be so social with you.

The sexual reptilian is the kundalini serpent and it manifests as a reptilian that has gentle sex with millions of people at some time during their lives. It reached under your arm to touch your front and that is because the kundalini reptile is connected at the base of the spine behind all people.

I hate to give my opinion in times like these because you are so bright that you don't need anyone telling you anything.

The beings give us experiences with all manner of beings to teach us about the different modes of life. The beings with me got into zserious trouble for teaching me too much.

The beings are with you now if you open your mind to them and be still so that they can communicate with you.

All I can tell you is that, from what I can tell, these "alien" experiences are mostly your own interpretation of 'something.' That 'something' is unknown, or so hard to grasp we are left with interpreting them in our own ways. I have the same thing, and mine is very different from many others. It may be that I'll never find an exact match (I certainly don't expect to find someone with the same experiences) and I am left with being haunted by my own unique interpretations of the experiences.

One other thing is that the aliens often take the human/s to see creatures held in a liquid. One woman I know was visited by grays every night and she asked to see their leader, so they took her to see a nudibranch that wanted to dance with her. In your case you were shown a giant sea creature that loved you very much and was sad that you had left.

The other day I met a woman who was taken under water in an experience to see that there were people underwater watching her as she was on the earth.

I have met the underwater creatures also.

Basically they are creatures on a deeper dimension of reality and they are closely linked to us. The aliens try to tell us that there are underwater creatures with them but it is difficult for them to explain fully because we don't know the true nature of matter and how it is multidimensional with an actual liquid dimension also.

No need to regret, I thank you all so very much. Its just that I've had to hide these things for sooooo long... When I first started my "journal" yes I was very alone because it is at this age that I just couldn't help holding so many secrets (These "Encounters" aren't my only big secret) from my friends, therefore I kept pushing them away more and more. And "they" found out my repeated sickness was from being sooo... inward in my self I guess you could say. Though I admit, these journal bits must not seem real at all because of the way they're written. I ought to have written some of my older ones, they were a lot more... dare I say, "creepy". Some details of the older ones I wrote in a private message which I sent to Aitan (I think that's how you spell his name) here's a clip of it:

"--you wrote "putting me into chambers and resting docks", "the ghost by you even when turning into a baby" and so on...
I have been an Alien Abductee since I was six, and am still taken once or twice every month (if my rooms clean, no joke). Where they take me is what I call the "Portship", and there they have huge chambers and so on. Sometimes they deliberatly put me in a room with hybrids and normal alien babies because I have a natural charm with children (so it seems, even though I hate them)... I have also been to large "fetus stash" room, where there are hybrids in large glass like sacks; pregnant mothers are laid down restlessly on tables. And there they make us (grown hybrids, nanny aliens, and human subjects such as me) calm the restless babies. What I mean is that it probably wasn't a ghost beside you, perhaps it was one of "us".

Though now that I come to think of it, what if the next generation of "me" become alien abductees, or my future husband all because of me? I really don't want that, do any of you have "any" suggestions on how to stop them from coming?... permanantly?... The life I'm going through... I just don't want them to live through what I have... The only way I know of stopping them from coming (especially the No Names) is to not clean my room. But like any other lady no one likes a messy room!
Help me, please...

Edited in message for Thornstone:
I don't think the sea monster actually "loved" me... Maybe she wasn't wanting to eat anyone she was probably just wanting them to stop pestering her. I've only seen her twice, notice the little drawing to the left. Yes she has 15 eggs... which have probably hatched by now... I think she was one of lesser animals from their own planet or something. I mean everyone who says they've seen things like what you wrote to see if they were intelligent... Just like our planet I would think that they also have or had lesser animals too. I've also seen a lizard like monster about the size of a young komodo dragon, but it was just a glimpse so I'm not really sure...

wow, noktuka, this is incredible.
Thank you for sharing. I'll read it all and probably get back to you on this.

The Drink… (An older Encounter) Age: 12 Grade: 6th Date: Sometime at the end of January, perhaps beginning of February. Place: Gray GA, (addresses edited out)

As I said, I think I should have written some of my older Encounters. This one I think in particular was an important one; because it was as if they were giving permission to the No Names that it was okay to “study” me too. But let me give you a little background: Now as you would probably remember from bits of clues on my pictures that the Greys and No Names seem to be “friendly rivals”. They are always being watched and followed by specific Greys and Brownies wherever they go on the Portship, but they work with them too especially in the rooms where they put you on tables (Like in one of the pictures of my first encounter when I’m on the edge of the table.). The first No Names I saw when at the Portship was when I was eight, and they were treated like how America used to treat Blacks (they still do actually but with a ton more slack). By the time I was ten, their numbers at the Portship had increased by three fourths.
Now to the Encounter…
I had two partners this time, and on the UFO they wouldn’t let me go anywhere. Instead they seat belted me into a chair, but I wasn’t the only one. There were rows of seats, two girls to my left and two boys to my right, one looked like a Mexican toddler.
“What are they doing?” The girl on the end of my row asked.
“No one knows,” Said the girl beside me.
“Ki-er-ma, cheesy D.” (I think he really meant something in a foreign language really, I’m just putting how it “sounded” like.) Screamed the little Toddler who was trying to kick his shoes off.
The Boy beside me was grumbling and trying to unbuckle himself repeatedly, he looked angry. I say repeatedly because every few minutes a Grey would stop him but he’d pick back up the buckle once they turned around. He stopped after a while and cussed the “D” word, I started to whistle Sonic Underground (A musical Sonic the Hedgehog TV show) songs.
When we got off at the Portship things were worse than on the UFO, everyone (the Aliens) was running around with angry faces, many were in-group arguments. They took all the humans one by one, and each human had two partners. They took us to the Main Hall where everyone (the Aliens) was “shouting” in our case it sounded like “screaming”, every now and then and throwing clenched fists in the air, since my ears are very sensitive I tried to cover my ears in a desperate manner, hoping that my partners would lead me out as soon as possible… But they didn’t, they were interested on what everyone else was obviously shouting about. In the air over the bubble fountain hung a large “screen sheet” (like the ones we project movies on from a projector, and there must have been hidden speakers all over the room because it was all around) it took up the whole ceiling and on it was:

A platform where a No Name with a red band on his left wrist and a healed scar that started at his forehead, and made a straight line down the middle of his head to the spine (Even though the screen only showed his front I knew the scar went to his spine because of later when I saw him in person which you’ll soon read), stood (On two feet). Next to him was a girl Brownie (now that I understand the No Names use telepathy, the Brownie must have been translating.) It panned in to certain Greys who spoke out in calm manners, and it ended with a very white Grey, that had wrinkled saggy skin and a yellow band on his left wrist like the No Name.

The second it ended, my partners grabbed and rushed (literally ran like lightning) me out of there following other humans with their partners before the crowd went insanely berserk. After several halls things calmed down a bit, and the “teams” (Humans and their partners) slowed down their hasty walk to a normal pace. We went up a floor and to a hall which connected to its walls was the usual blue bench that stopped only at doorways and continued on the other side. By some of the doors were “guards” which one motioned to us and our partners made us sit on the bench along the wall by the door. I was the sixth from the door. About six minutes later a boy came out with Dr. Grey (I remember him, he works in the “doctor” like places, you know, the room with tables. He’s like the only Alien that has webbed feet and the only one that’s always smiling) with him, one of the “partners” took him after Dr. Grey chirped a few words to him. Because I recognized him I grinned and waved at him sweetly like I always do. He looked at me and smiled, said a few “words” to the others and came over taking my hand and shaking it with both of his, he then lead me into the room with his hand on my back (smart move to wave, or I would have had to wait for a long time before my turn. Just a simple motion made me “first”, WOOT! : D)
The room looked like the council room in the Star Wars movies (Where the Jedi counsel always sit together and…well… have counsel…), only replace the windows with blue lighting panels; and the seats were smaller and stool like. Greys, Brownies, and No Names sat patterned on the stools. And guess what… There was the same No Name which was on screen with the same Brownie sitting beside him. Among the No Names seated was I think my “Jack”, I’m not sure, I wasn’t really paying attention to most of them and this was long before Jack first came to my house which was when I was thirteen.
Anyways they talked… and talked… obviously about me because they kept motioning at me and Dr. Grey made me turn around once and showed them my arm and et cetera. Once they ended Dr. Grey lead me out of the room and what happened to the boy was repeated to me, the partner lead me up two other floors which was the “Doctor floor” and lead me into a room about halfway down the hallway. Once I was inside he left and in there was only one Grey and one No Name, and the room (which was about the size of one of our own hospital rooms) had only one table that was more of a stretcher, which they sat me on. Beside it was a bedside rack thing with something similar to a milk jug and a clear glass looking but just some sort of hard plastic cup. The Grey was speaking through the “intercom” button throughout the whole time I was in there. The No Name poured what was in the “milk jug” into the cup and gave it to me; only he didn’t let go when I took it. It was a yellowish orange (sickly looking) and inside the liquid was something moving or well actually floating, it looked like little square microchips…. I was “not” going to drink “that”!… The No Name raised the cup to my face, but I turned away keeping my eyes on the contents in the glass and pushing the cup away. After repeating this a few times he grasped the back of my neck and did… something…. Anyways, it made my head go back forcing my mouth open, and he poured the contents into my mouth I had grabbed the cup trying to tip it back away but that didn’t work. He then set the cup down and covered my mouth with his hand tightly and made my head move down but still slanted a little ways back. I tried to pull his hand away but failed, I couldn’t feel the metal microchips in my mouth either it was like they disappeared. After probably thirty seconds I gave up and swallowed it, it tasted like gel water by the way. As soon as it hit my gut I felt… sick… and very nauseated, so much that I was seeing colored dots like I always do when fainting, I was suddenly numb, but I felt that he was laying me back onto the “stretcher”… Then I blacked out…
I awoke tucked in my bed and drastically thirsty, I remember because I couldn’t stop drinking at least four full glasses of water about every two hours for the next two or three weeks… I’m sure my family remembers this because I ate all the ice in the ice box in three days.
“Who used up all the ice?” My Mom said.
“I ate it.” I answered.
“No you didn’t.” She said. I swung from side to side so she could hear the water swish around in my tummy, her face was so funny!

I'm going to draw pictures of this during my time and of course others...

To Craft:
Thanks, I hope anyone who wants to talks to me, whether it be good or bad. Writing just takes so much stress away, and talking about this Alien secret with others who know what I'm going through... it feels... like another hand reaches under the anvil the size of the world and helps lift it off my shoulder along with all the other hands of people who cared. You know what I mean?

Oh yeah, I forgot to write "all of" the description of the No Name with a red band. He had a cane and looked very... charismatic... "hot" even... Mostly I just wanted you to take note that he had a cane, because once I'm finished with my sketches I'm going to put them on here and in them he had a cane...

Your insight and experiences are a "gift" to other
abductee's. Your courage inspires me!!

I look forward to more drawings and posts from you!!
I hope you continue to post.
Jen-x

Thanks Illume dude, I PMed you back

Guys... it seems I'm... in a fix... I couldn't concentrate yesterday or sleep last night because... the "fear" came back... Remember I said something about a "Nightmare" that made me get rid of everything "Alien" related and put it in a folder at home?...
It seems that everytime I go "public" with my encounters I get this feeling that someones looking for me... and they want to silence me (death), much the same as in the nightmare (they tried to kill me)... In fact, I can't help but look outside for a black windowless van parked on our street, I jump at the slightest abnormal noise. Go crazy when my dog barks, and keep imaganing that when I look behind me at a doorway there's a man in black (FBI) standing there... Shadows have also driven me crazy... I'm probably overeacting, I've always trusted my emotions intently... My heart pounds so hard...
What do I do? Do you guys ever get this feeling? :cry:
Please Lord be with me. :cross:

I get the same feeling when I start talking or researching aliens.
BTW I am female =) A Mother of 3 kids.

I had a nightmare last night and I usually don't have them.
It was about death too. I was stabbed in the back blood every where and
I kept saying, "I need an ambulance". I woke up terrified checked out my windows.
I wonder what makes us so nervous?
Jen-x