I Was Abducted by Aliens
My Story of Alien Abduction
Here is My Alien Abduction Story
As a young child somewhere around the age of six or seven (which puts this experience around 1970) I used to have dreams that I could fly. Not one dream about flying but several. Now In my fifties I can still see those dreams, which is strange because I really don’t remember much else from my childhood especially from around that age. I also had a frightening experience from around that time frame that I always chalked up to being a scary dream. As an adult I wonder now if that was a dream or maybe part of my alien abduction.
I was terrified when I saw Aliens in my window
As a child I was Abducted by Aliens
Alien Faces in My Window
Before I get into the flying dreams I want to share an experience I had around the same time frame that might help prove it really was Aliens. One summer night in 1970 my mother had just sent me to bed. I remember my grandfather was over visiting and had brought over a wooden child size table and a couple chairs. So there I was lying in bed.
That time of year it is still light outside until ten or so and I remember it being light in my bedroom. As I laid there I looked over at my bedroom window which was straight across from the foot of my bed. There in my window were two faces at the bottom of the window. Both beings showing just the top of their shoulders and all of their heads. The faces weren’t menacing or anything really, they were just there looking. The strange thing was the faces were not human, they were typical of the gray alien that everyone documents.
Once It clicked in what I was looking at I screamed for my mother. I remember her coming into the bedroom asking what was wrong. I also faintly remember her just telling me to go to sleep. The thing is that my bedroom window was on the fifth floor of an apartment building with no emergency stairs or anything outside of my window.
As an adult I think back about that moment and wonder what kind of exposure a six year old would have had in 1970 to pictures or TV shows or anything to cause me to dream such an experience. I don’t believe I would have been exposed to anything that would have helped my imagination drum up such a thing. So all of these years later I really think that I did see little heads in my bedroom window.
I can still see myself floating into the air
Flying High in the Sky
Now that you know about the Aliens in my window let me tell you about my flying dreams. In the summer of 1970 I had several what I would call progressive dreams. I remember very clearly starting to dream that I would start floating in my bedroom. My position as I was floating in the air was if I had been lying on my stomach and then just lifted straight up.
Over a few dreams my floating in my bedroom turned into floating out the building door and up into the sky. Floating higher and higher into the sky. I remember discovering that if I moved my arms like in a wing flapping motion I was able to slightly control myself floating higher and in a certain direction. Now jump ahead to my last floating dream that I can remember. There I was floating outside going higher and higher now seeing many other people dozens and dozens of people also flying in the same manner I was and all moving in the same direction.
One of the last things I remember is realizing that there was a massive what I would now call a space ship above everyone just hovering there silently. The size of the Alien space ship is unknown because it seemed to stretch as far as I could see while directly underneath it and floating upwards.
Then that was it, no more flying dreams ever again.
Still fresh in my mind after all of these years
Analyzing a Dream
So anyone old enough to remember that back in 1970 there was no internet and not much TV at least from what I could remember. I don’t honestly know how I would have been influenced to come up with dreams like this. I am not saying these experiences were not dreams however I really feel like I might of just experienced these moments.
I think about the moment I noticed all of the other humans floating in the sky in the same direction as me and I can’t help but wonder if possibly this was not the physical me and others but maybe our souls or as some believe the energy part of us. I just don’t know BUT I do have these memories that have stuck with me all of these years. Why would Aliens want a young child to float up to their spaceship?