Encounters With the Unknown compiled by Brent Raynes Exclusive personal narratives of men and women from all walks of life detailing their first-hand experiences with unexplained phenomena (i.e., extrasensory perception, UFO encounters, contacts, ghosts, hauntings, Bigfoot sightings, angels, demons, etc.). These detailed accounts are taken from our own case files and correspondences, as well as those collected by the UFO Contact Center International. Note: Unless express permission is given to do so, identities of those sharing these personal experiences is not provided in order to protect their privacy. Back in 1988, this 28-year-old woman wrote of her apparent alien memories to UFOCCI: 2 _ (?) years old. In bed, its night-time. (I) wake up, see being looking at me through window. I have a high window. He is small, levitating. I am excited and curious, stand on my bed and look at him. Soon I am at eye level. Am I levitated? I see a small craft in the back yard. Another being is standing next to it. They are both about my size at 2 _ years old. No lights on saucer. Just silver/grey, no sound. He communicates telepathically. They have on one piece silver suits. Tells me I am one of them and that I am here to help their planet. Theyre a very technical race and have almost no sense of creativity. I am supposed to watch humans and they will return when Im (35?) to retrieve the information. There are wars going on between the planets. This is also an Interplanetary Hierarchy which he tells me I sit on. That I am like a board member of some kind. The planet is very desperate. They use me as some kind of radio transmitter and send me information and also tap into me to know where I am and to track other people too. They have tied some other transmitters into me also. I have one major contact who talks to me and tracks me. He also tells me how to learn and practice levitation. He also tells me how to contact space craft, and gives me so much information that I am overloaded. He (also) tells me I am able to teach people how to fly. The next day, I began scratching my face with my fingernails and severely banging my forehead on the walls. I cried and screamed a lot. My parents did not know what to do. I was hurting myself. They took me to the doctor and got some sedatives and kept me drugged up got several weeks. I believe that I continued to search for that drugged feeling as I became older to keep memories from surfacing. I experimented with drugs, alcohol and became bulimic (food addiction). It was in a hypnosis session to get to the cause of the bulimia that the UFO contact came up. Another session later regressed me back to my origination on this planet. I was seeded here from another planet. They made a body for me and did a lousy job. The original alien bodies can survive on earth, but not well or long. I was very lonely when I had to leave the ship and they flew away. They were seeding people in spot patterns around the earth. I dont think they are the grays. They are smaller and more child looking. Sometimes now, when I get very frustrated or overwhelmed, I slam my forehead into the wall and I feel better. Much better. Is there an implant in there? I have a scar on my forehead. My mom told me it was from scratching at my face. It was not an even, precise scar. | |