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[LicoriceAllsorts]

notice a lot if not all of these stories are when someone is asleep, somnolent, or in bed trying to sleep etc.

So where did the water go? Why was there no footage on the security cam?

 

[exe ex machina]

So where did the water go? Why was there no footage on the security cam?

he could well have been sleepwalking (even tho he says he doesnt ever) we all do from time to time. the power in the house could well have been out (hence why security cam ceased working the whole time the power was out and restored in the morning). if the cam was working all night and captured nothing (or something) then ok maybe a visitation. the doors had been opened, again him sleepwalking

cats and everything back to normal when he woke up...explains it all. if there was a real alien the cats would be gone for days.

also only his power was out but none if the neighbors, that probably wouldnt happen if a UFO visited that street, huge disruptions wouldve probably occurred to everyone, not a single house in a street. if those things are reported to occur (mass power disruptions) due to the tech of the UFO, then it wouldve happened to many houses and many eyewitnesses that night of strange phenomenon.

look, i had something similar happen to me, and it was as real as a waking moment, even tho it occurred to me in the night when i was asleep first. but looking back it makes no sense in my case just like i explained above, that a huge ufo would only cause disruptions to my very room, not the rest of the house or street.

theres also a Jungian thing of collective unconscious at play, where the typical ufo imagery is shared by millions of people around the world, because its ingrained in the unconscious brain of man passed down thru media, stories, movies etc. just like how the devil is a red man with a pitchfork etc.

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

he could well have been sleepwalking (even tho he says he doesnt ever) we all do from time to time. the power in the house could well have been out (hence why security cam ceased working the whole time the power was out and restored in the morning). if the cam was working all night and captured nothing (or something) then ok maybe a visitation. the doors had been opened, again him sleepwalking

cats and everything back to normal when he woke up...explains it all. if there was a real alien the cats would be gone for days.

also only his power was out but none if the neighbors, that probably wouldnt happen if a UFO visited that street, huge disruptions wouldve probably occurred to everyone, not a single house in a street. if those things are reported to occur (mass power disruptions) due to the tech of the UFO, then it wouldve happened to many houses and many eyewitnesses that night of strange phenomenon.

look, i had something similar happen to me, and it was as real as a waking moment, even tho it occurred to me in the night when i was asleep first. but looking back it makes no sense in my case just like i explained above, that a huge ufo would only cause disruptions to my very room, not the rest of the house or street.

theres also a Jungian thing of collective unconscious at play, where the typical ufo imagery is shared by millions of people around the world, because its ingrained in the unconscious brain of man passed down thru media, stories, movies etc. just like how the devil is a red man with a pitchfork etc.

We all sleep walk? Lmao...

Also lmao that you'd know the cats wouldn't be back for days... in that case why wouldnt he be back for days?

Why didnt the house across the street catch the footage either?

Where did all the water dissapear too?

 

[exe ex machina]

We all sleep walk? Lmao...

Also lmao that you'd know the cats wouldn't be back for days... in that case why wouldnt he be back for days?

Why didnt the house across the street catch the footage either?

Where did all the water dissapear too?

much of his story can be classed as unreliable anyway. some of it twisted facts or half truths. there is no investigation except the word of a half asleep man.

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

much of his story can be classed as unreliable anyway. some of it twisted facts or half truths. there is no investigation except the word of a half asleep man.

He woke up and 40 gallons of water are missing bruh. pls explain that

 

[exe ex machina]

He woke up and 40 gallons of water are missing bruh. pls explain that

Unreliable detail. 40 gallons of a 50 gallon tank. That's a big fish tank, obviously to cater for a large number of fish or large fish. Take %90 of water out I doubt that the fish would still be alive. It's 50 gallons for a reason. Could've been an exaggeration like other details of his story. But if true, perhaps the red pickup truck was someone who played a prank on him, or responsible for breaking in and stealing water from his fish-tank so he could put water in the huge radiator of his truck, why he was perhaps broken down and parked a weird way.

 

[BrewSmackerVeiny]

perhaps the red pickup truck was someone who played a prank on him, or responsible for breaking in and stealing water from his fish-tank so he could put water in the huge radiator of his truck

Brilliant

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

Unreliable detail. 40 gallons of a 50 gallon tank. That's a big fish tank, obviously to cater for a large number of fish or large fish. Take %90 of water out I doubt that the fish would still be alive. It's 50 gallons for a reason. Could've been an exaggeration like other details of his story. But if true, perhaps the red pickup truck was someone who played a prank on him, or responsible for breaking in and stealing water from his fish-tank so he could put water in the huge radiator of his truck, why he was perhaps broken down and parked a weird way.

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

I had something very similar happen to me when I was 13. I was home alone on our farm as my mom and sisters were at some sort of high school sports thing. I had just finished chores for the night and was heading back to our house. I had to take off my mud encrusted lace up boots, which takes forever, and started listening to what I thought was my mom and sister talking.

I remember thinking it was weird as it really didn't sound like them, it really didn't sound like "talking" actually. My brain knew somebody was talking, in a very loud and annoyed way, but I don't remember actually physically hearing it or able to decipher the language. I was also starting to get a bad feeling over the fact that I did not see anybody come home while I was outside. Obviously, somebody could have pulled in just as I went into our back mudroom, but I never heard either a car door close, the front door open, or the most damming, our psycho rat terrier start to bark. I finally pried my boots off my feet and headed inside, I called out hello while I passed through the kitchen heading toward the front door.

Holy shit. The feeling that I just absolutely ****ed up filled my chest and dumped ice straight into my heart. It felt like the time when I was facing an aggressive bull and the fence line was 100 feet away. My logical brain didn't know why I was ****ed but my instincts did. Because I'm lacking in the survival instincts however, I kept walking through the kitchen in order to see who was there. The "voices" were now arguing with each other and I somehow knew they were talking about me, the idiot that was walking toward them.

I eventually got to the breakfast bar that divided the kitchen from the front door area. There, I could finally make my body stop walking and froze up. Hanging in front of the door were two gray glowing orbs. The voices were very loud and very angry now, but in a weird muffled screaming way, I knew it was loud but my ears weren't picking it up. Within a second, both of them had stopped talking, twirled around each other several times and then shot through the ceiling. I ended up sitting at the kitchen computer, staring at the blank monitor, until I heard my mom and sister come through the front door about 15 minutes later.

 

[exe ex machina]

It's no bigger reach than aliens from an alternate dimension or galaxy just happened to be thirsty and so broke into the house of a half-asleep redneck.

 

[exe ex machina]

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13 years old
vivid imagination
mistaking glowing orbs for lights that happened to be shining thru the house
making it up to add something to a reddit thread
lacking in the survival instincts....the dude is 13 years old....obvious fabrication
mom and sister coincidentally show up just minutes later, could've been them in the first place, and he was just out of his mind making cartoonish shit up (orbs twirling around each other and shooting thru the ceiling) because he couldn't deal with his mom and sister yelling and shouting, traumatic/stressful.
at worst, ghost orbs, not aliens.

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

So I was about fifteen. Every night, a guy I'll call Jay and I would sneak out at about midnight and go back home around four to five in the morning, before our parents would wake up for work.

On one particular night, we had just snuck out and it was about 1am. We headed to my backyard, laid on the trampoline, and stared at the stars and talked, like we always did.

Now, if you're in a room right now, and you look around, you'll see the definite four corners where your ceiling and walls meet. You can see how.. square? they turn. Edge of wall, sharp turn, second wall, same with your ceiling. You can see each individual flat surface.

The sky did that. It went from staring at the stars to looking like a cube of sky. From the southeast corner of the sky came this giant UFO. I mean huge. As if it took up a quarter of the entire sky. We both stared at it in dead silence. It didn't make any noise, even as it moved. And while it "spun," it was only hovering straight. The spinning didn't move it like you imagine a frisbee doing. The sides just turned while it moved.

I guess what it looked like doesn't matter. But Jay and I had our eyes deadset on it. We didn't say a word. We didn't point to show the other person. As it began coming toward us, we both flipped over.

Again, no hints, no talking, no eye contact. In total sync, we flipped onto our stomachs and stayed as flat and quiet as we could. Now ducking from something sounds totally normal, and instinct, but that's not what this was. It was literally almost like telepathy. I can remember us having a mental conversation of "Stay flat and it won't see us. Don't. Move."

We watch it make a weird, angled "C," shape across the sky. And although it felt totally in slow motion, it could have only been a few minutes because I think both of us held our breath the entire time.

Now for the weirdest part, as soon as it was out of sight, boom, daybreak. We had literally just gotten to the yard, and I know it was 1:15am, because I checked. But the minute we felt "released," from laying flat, it was very bright. Like 7:30/8:00am bright. I don't remember talking to him at all afterwards, other than making eye contact, and then making a break for our homes before our parents noticed we weren't there.

A few weeks, even months maybe, I'm talking to my brothers girlfriend about what happened. Apparently she's real into that shit, but also completely terrified. She said the fact that it felt like a few minutes but then it was suddenly six/seven hours later truly, 100% makes her think we were abducted. She was serious.

I made a joke about how I should go to hypnotherapy to "unblock the memories," and she deadpans, and says "Don't. People who were abducted are traumatized by what happened to them. They even get PTSD."

The next day she texted me about how she couldn't sleep. I think abduction is a little bit of a stretch, and she watched too many Discovery Channel documentaries, but.. the weird loss of time still irks me. I do know what we saw was 100% real. Aliens? I dunno. Abduction? I dunno.

First and foremost, the ship(?) it sounds silly to call it that, looked like a giant, flat circle, kind of. A frisbee edge is too rounded out to compare it to. If I had to roughly go into size, I'd say a whole city could live in it. I live in the somewhat country, with an acre backyard. I can't even imagine how many of my backyards it'd take if it landed. I'd say it'd take out the next three neighborhoods, at minimum, including the acres of fields surrounding us.

As for the "spinning," I don't mean it in a sense of the cartoons. Yes, it had lights around the edges. It seemed like it was spinning, like those rings with a center you can twist around, for lack of better phrasing. But spinning didn't make it move. It did it on its own, and when I think about it, I believe the lights around the edges were just switching "windows." Like those Christmas lights where one color goes down the line? Does that make any sense?

As for what it looked like apart from shape, (kinda like a smushed Death Star or something) it was really camouflaged. There was some dull, matte color that made it stick out from the sky, but it was almost like you could see stars "through," it, although those stars weren't real, because they moved with it. Not shooting stars. Imagine having a square piece of cardboard, decorated like the night sky, and moving it over your head. Stars don't do that.

Secondly, the feelings.

To say we made a break home is badly worded. We didn't look each other in the eye and run home screaming in fear. It was more of a look that said "You saw that? For sure? Me too." And then going home with a quick pace, not out of fear, but out of some calm.. electrical feeling, and the need to make it home because our parents were definitely awake by then. I didn't feel scared at all throughout the whole ordeal. I mean, the initial shock as soon as it came in sight, sure. The closest feeling to fear was when it was a "Don't. Move."

As for the sky, a better way of saying that would be.. Imagine you got sucked into one of those old, huge, cube TVs. Where we were laying, our feet were facing East. (The "screen.") The southeast corner was closest, and where we stared the most. It didn't come from the corner of the sky, but.. between where our feet were pointed "in the middle of the screen," and the SE corner.

When we rolled over, our heads were faced North and feet South. I have no idea how we rolled over like that. We didn't just flip onto our stomachs, but altogether to face North. If our first laying position was on a clock, 12 facing North, I'd say we were laying at 9:15, and when we were rolled over, we were at 12:30.

As for the time change, it wasn't as if hours went by very fast. It was "We met at one in the morning, hung out for half an hour TOPS before we saw it." A half hour is a very generous guesstimate. I don't know how long it was there, but as I said above, I think we both held our breath the whole time. You couldn't hear anything. Not even the crickets. Go back to the TV example. Imagine a movie being paused, but on the inside of the TV, the life of the people in the movie carries on. It was as if the world paused, but we hadn't.

As it made it's hook shape, when we watched it go out of sight (not "too far away," out of sight, "it turned and was just gone," out of sight) the stars were out. It was pitch black. It seemed bright as if there was a full moon, but I don't remember seeing it. As soon as it was out of sight, boom, daylight. Like someone came in your room and flipped the lightswitch on. Not the light purple/pink morning, as if dawn just broke, but the "You can see everything," morning, as if I missed my school bus, kind of morning.

We looked at each other and just.. walked home before we were noticed gone. You know when you touch a doorknob and are shocked? It felt like that, but.. in my heart, I guess. My brain felt like whitenoise.

For those of you asking, yes. We talked about it a few times, but it was more of an overwhelming feeling. It wasn't a "Hey let's have a deep discussion about what happened," it was this weird tension. The "this happened with that person, let's just ignore the weird static feeling." When we were around other people, I could feel us both thinking about what happened, even if we didn't look at each other. In a sense, it was the elephant in the room, but more charged.

And that was that.

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

It's no bigger reach than aliens from an alternate dimension or galaxy just happened to be thirsty and so broke into the house of a half-asleep redneck.

hahah that's true

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

13 years old
vivid imagination
mistaking glowing orbs for lights that happened to be shining thru the house
making it up to add something to a reddit thread
lacking in the survival instincts....the dude is 13 years old....obvious fabrication
mom and sister coincidentally show up just minutes later, could've been them in the first place, and he was just out of his mind making cartoonish **** up (orbs twirling around each other and shooting thru the ceiling) because he couldn't deal with his mom and sister yelling and shouting, traumatic/stressful.
at worst, ghost orbs, not aliens.

how dumb were you when you were 13?

It took them 15 minutes to drive into the driveway and get into the house? What about the sounds he was hearing/feeling?

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

This happened to me when I was 10 years old, in Calgary Alberta, in 1970. I was walking home from school, cutting across the school sports field. Our house wasn't far -- we lived across the street from the school. There wasn't any other kids around, since I had stayed late for a volleyball practice, and the rest of the students had gone home 45 minutes earlier when school let out for the day. It is about 4:30 in the afternoon.

Something caught my attention from the corner of my eye, and I stopped and turned to the right to look at it. Floating directly above a house facing school yard, was a large ufo. I was in the middle of the football field, so this is about 60-70 yards distant from where I stood. The ufo is big, and almost touching the roof of the house. It is completely centered on the house, but it is so big, it also is above the house on the left and right. The lots there are 50 feet wide, which puts the ufo at about 150 feet across and perhaps 25-30 feet tall. It is very bright, giving off a harsh white light which is difficult to look at, since it hurts my eyes.

I look away back towards my house, and see a car and a motorcycle on the side street which intersects the street with the ufo. That street is about half a block away, and I remember being surprised and confused that the drivers are not reacting to the ufo, which clearly must be visible to them, and so obvious, since it is so bright, but the traffic continues as normal.

At that point, I become aware that 'something' is forcing me to turn my head back toward the ufo. I'm turning, and my field of view is changing, but I'm not the one doing it. I struggle to turn away, but I simply can't control any of my body. I remember a feeling of panic, then the next thing that I can remember, I'm walking into my house. It is about 9:30 at night, and dark outside. I can't recall anything of the last 5 hours.

My parents were furious with me for being so late. Apparently, my parents and my 2 brothers had been trying to find me for hours. A 'voice/thought' in my head tells me to tell them that I'm not feeling well and I need to go to bed. I have no idea where that 'voice/thought' came from, but I do exactly as it suggests and run upstairs to my room and go to bed.

The next day, I still can't seem to explain what happened, and my mother is even more angry with me since my new school shoes are ruined, since the tops of them are all scuffed and dirty, like I was dragged face down across the ground with my feet still dragging on the ground.

I told my older brothers what happened, and they suggested I keep quiet about it, since nobody would believe me. Good advice, as it turns out, since in the many years since, most of the people I have shared the story with, don't really know what to say afterward.

Many years later, I was looking at my old school workbooks from that time, and they are full of drawings of ufos, all of the same design, and with more detail than I can recall from memory. For example, in my memory, I can't remember seeing any windows in the ufo, since the light was too bright to make out details, but in my drawings, there were large round windows all around the ufo, some with faces looking out.

I don't remember hearing any sound.

The part that really shocked me was that my head got turned back toward the ufo, and it wasn't done by me. It wasn't that somebody / something grabbed me and turned my head, it was that my own brain was no longer in charge of controlling the muscles in my body. I found that part the most unsettling.

I'm not sure if it just because of the way we perceive, but the experience 'felt' like there was somebody else, right inside my head, and they had taken control. I know it sounds odd, but I can even remember a feeling of 'where' inside my head 'they' were. If you were looking straight down from above, with my face towards 12 o'clock, the feeling seemed to come from about 4 o'clock position, which is the part of my head that was pointed at the UFO when I was looking at the street to my left.

A friend of mine had another theory that might make some sense. I had just seen something very shocking and frightening, and turned my away from it (toward the street). If the shock caused me to faint, since I have no memory of events immediately later, then my memory of having my head get turned without my control, could just be my neck muscles relaxing to neutral position as I start to faint. Could be correct, but doesn't explain the feeling of somebody else in my head.

A few months after my experience in the school yard, something strange happened. In the middle of the night - perhaps 2am - there is a loud bang coming from the attic or roof. I remember feeling the house shake. My brother in the bedroom next to mine called out "What was that?", and that is the last thing I remember. Early the next day, our neighbor comes over to find out if we are all right, and asks what was on our house last night. Apparently, he saw something big on our roof, but for some reason, couldn't describe it. Whenever the tried to explain, he got agitated and frustrated. He said it was like trying to explain music to a person who had been deaf their entire life - except even more difficult.

There have been many many other strange things I can't explain, but I'm not sure if they are ufo/alien related or something else, and I'm not the only one in my family that has experienced them. My father also had a number of strange things happen to him that he couldn't explain.

Here is one of the ones from my father.

In the second world war in Europe, he is leading a small group of soldiers along a road. Ahead of them the road climbs up and over a hill. They start up the road, climbing the hill, but my father gets a strange feeling, and then a detailed picture comes into his head of what is over the hill. All of a sudden he knows that on the other side of the hill is a small village, and that there is a German ambush just before the village. He can see all the details of the village, the location of the enemy ambush, etc.

So my Dad's group of soldiers leave the road, and make a slow detour around the side of the hill, and come up on the German soldiers from behind. Everything was exactly as it appeared in the 'vision' that my Dad had seen before, even though he had never been there before in his life. I asked my Dad what happened next (to the German soldiers), but he wouldn't talk about the fighting and killing. All he would say is that his guys went home after the war, and they didn't.

other strange things that I really can't explain. By 'can't explain', I mean just that. I will try, but I won't be able to convey it properly, because I really don't grasp it myself, and I don't think I have the right words or concepts to describe it. Perhaps nobody does. Sorry in advance if it doesn't make sense.

I was 24, recently married, and living in the country outside Ottawa. I woke up in the middle of the night being dragged across the bedroom floor by my feet. I was being pulled by 2 very short (around 2 to 3 feet tall?) but very stocky -- I want to say people, but that wouldn't be correct. They walked on 2 legs, had 2 arms and a face, but the face wasn't nearly human. The closest thing I can think of is a lowland gorilla, if they were made 10 times smaller and had more bare skin and way less hair. When I started to struggle, they turned toward me and I saw the faces. They were completely black. Just remembering their faces makes me shudder, nearly 35 years later. They look right at me, as if to ask why I'm making their jobs harder. Not angry, just annoyed. They were dragging me toward the other end of the room where there was a closet. I felt like I had to fight back. They were strong, but not that big. The problem was that it is hard to do much when your feet are off the ground. As I twist and struggle to try and grab something to hold onto, I catch a glimpse of the bed, where my wife is. I can't see her from this angle on the floor, but there is clearly another 'thing' straddled on top of her doing something. Arms are flailing. It is also humanoid but not human, much taller and more human-like than the 2 things pulling me across the room and - clearly female. She feels really dangerous - like a crazy-jealous-violent kind of dangerous. I realize then that my wife is screaming. Really, really loud screaming. I don't know why I didn't hear it until that moment. I called for help. I don't even know who I was calling to, but few seconds later, something intervened, I don't know what or how, but everything changed.
-- This is the part that is difficult to describe. I've been trying to write the next few lines for over an hour.
Some entity that I felt but couldn't see filled my awareness. Was it waiting for me to call out for help? I'm not sure, but what I felt was immensely powerful. Completely authoritative. And it seemed to not approve of what was happening, and wasn't going to allow it. Something else belongs here, but I don't know how to put it into words. It gives me a headache when I try. Anyway, I wake up the next morning, in bed. My wife is already awake, and she starts telling me about the terrible nightmare she had. After listening for a short while, I interrupt her to tell her what I remember of the night before, as best I can.

When I describe the "thing" on top of her, her eyes get wide and she says "How could you know that?? It wasn't a dream??!" I've never seen her look so scared, as she did in that moment. It was then that she glanced down herself and saw the fresh bruises on her belly. She started to tremble, and collapsed back onto the bed.

This was the worst of many, many strange things that happened in that house (both to me and other members of my family, as well as visitors). We moved to an apartment downtown a short time later.

Quite a few strange things happened there. We would often hear somebody walking around, day or night. Heavy footsteps that would go down the upstairs hall, down the front steps to the living room and into the kitchen. The dog would react (hackles), and you could see the dogs eyes following something as it crossed the room, but we couldn't see anything. This kind of thing happened all the time. When we had a lot of people from out of town staying with us for a wedding, things really got strange. One night, my brother woke up with the feeling that someone was in the room, but immediately felt panic and froze. He was laying face down in the bed, and could feel something (breath perhaps?), just inches from the back of his neck. He was frozen like this, awake but unable to move, until the sun came up in the morning. The next night, he awoke again, but this time, the room was full of a fog or mist, that was lit by a blue light, but he couldn't determine the source of the light. Then he heard loud banging on the wall shared with the bedroom next door, where my other brother was sleeping with his wife. Both my brothers thought the other one was banging on the wall, but when they met in the hallway, the banging didn't stop, so they knew it wasn't them doing it. It was like someone was trapped inside the wall, and were banging to get out. The sounds stopped as suddenly as they started, but nobody could sleep again that night after that. Another time, a friend from out of town was staying over. He left in the middle of the night and went to a hotel. The next day, he came back and said our house was haunted by a spirit and we shouldn't live there. He never came inside the house again.

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

Sorry for spam but these are amazing

I was about 8 or 9 and my mom tells me we are going on a day trip to meet her high school friend. Cool. I grab my game boy advance because I know my moms friend has kids my age and wanted to show them up in the racing game I had. I over heard this from my mom talking with her friend at her house (they told me to leave the room because they needed to talk about “adult things”). Little, innocent, curious me wonders what exactly are “adult things” that I can’t hear? Were they gonna throw some new juicy cuss words out? Well.... Moms friend had a little girl who would sleep walk at night. Started when they moved into their new house (Northern California). It was a suburban area but not too suburban (new neighborhood with a lot of empty homes and forest patches in between each community). She was about 4 years old and they found her one night in the backyard just sitting there. After that incident they decide they need to lock her in her room at night and bar up her windows so that she doesn’t end up in the woods nearby or anywhere besides her room really. THE STORY moms friend and husband wake up to a loud boom on the side of the house in the middle of the next night. Felt like something hit the house because everything shook. They check on their boys, they’re good. They didn’t hear anything and go back to sleep. They check on their daughter, unlock the door and realize she isn’t in her room. They start to freak out, then hear a knock at the door. They open it. It’s the effin sleep walking 4 year old daughter. They ask her where she’s been and she said with the men and points down the street. Pissed off dad sees 2 guys in coats walking down the street. He yells at them and starts sprinting at them. Moms friend said coat guys didn’t react at all. Coat guys turn the corner, dad turns the corner and they’re gone. Mom and dad check the lock and windows. No tampering. They notify the police who pretty much say there’s not much they can do but will keep an eye out. Effin sleep walking 4 year old daughter is fine. Isn’t scared at all. Just tired and goes back to bed. After that my mom didn’t understand why I was scared as hell that night (she believes she was abducted but refuses to tell me what happened. Even my dad tells me that he can’t tell me the story. Says it’s for my mom to share if she wants it shared). But over hearing this when I wasn’t supposed to hear it had me tripped out as a kid.

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

GG.exe

I was sitting at the park one day in broad daylight with 4 or 5 friends. I lived in a small community in the Midwest so the park was empty except for us. We were talking and smoking (just cigarettes for me, nothing that would alter my consciousness) when suddenly everyone just kind of slowed down and eventually froze completely, myself included. I couldn’t move or talk, I couldn’t blink, I had to focus really hard on just breathing, and then I blacked out. I woke up alone in a dark, nearly pitch black room with 3 large illuminated screens around me. On the screens I saw the park from above, the exact spot where my friends and I were sitting. It felt like I was in that room for hours until I blacked out again.

I finally came to and realized I’d been crying hysterically on the ground. The rest of my friends seemed pretty wrecked too, like they all just experienced something equally terrifying. I was the first one of us to speak, I said “I think I met god,” and they all responded with similar brief statements. I remember one girl saying “We’re on TV somewhere,” which expressed the feeling of being watched, unsafe, and violated really well. I can’t remember what anyone else said, just the general idea of “we just got taken somewhere.” We didn’t talk about it besides one weird, short sentence each. That was the strangest part for me, that we didn’t talk about it but we all understood that we’d seen the same thing. It felt like we couldn’t talk about it where “it/they” could see us.

We left immediately and haven’t spoken about it since. I don’t keep in touch with those friends anymore but it would be interesting to know if they felt like it was an abduction of some kind too.

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

GG.exe

back in 2005. I was living out in the boonies with my mom, I was 15 years old. I had been talking with this girl on and off for weeks and I was on the phone with her, it was just before dark when this chick was telling me that if I come over to her house she will sneak outside to hang out with me as soon as her parents go to bed. Luckily she only lived like 2 miles away and I had a bike. Horny teenage me didn't take long to decide right then and there I was gonna make that trip. Luckily my mom always went to bed super early as well.

She texts me sometime after 10pm that her parents went to bed. It's on. I leave for her house.

As I'm riding my bike down these dark country roads I see almost exactly what you described you saw. Orange glowy lights in a triangular formation. They were just hanging there still. I stopped for a second to get a better look because there were some trees obstructing my view and they started looking bigger the more I looked at them. I started to feel this really weird sensation that I can only describe as similar to vertigo. I completely black out.

I wake up and I'm still on the side of the road but not where I was before. I got super confused and couldn't quite figure out where I was for a minute. I pull out my phone to look at the time. It's dead. My bike is nowhere to be found. I start heading down the road in what I thought was the direction I came and suddenly realized where I was. I was in the opposite direction of my house from where I started. Like, I was on the same road, just on the other end of it. I turn around when I realize this and run home. I get home and plug in my phone. It's like 2am and I have a bunch of missed calls and texts from that chick asking where I'm at. I go to bed and sleep like shit the rest of the night.

The next day I call that girl and I tell her what happened. She sounds skeptical. I ask her what time she called me the first time last night after I left. She said she called me at around 11:00 and it wouldn't go through. I left sometime after 10.. I know my phone was at nearly full battery because it was on the charger before I left the house. I do find my bike later that day in the same place I remember stopping. It was just laying there on the side of the road. I remember having really crazy dreams and a bad headache for a couple weeks after this happened. You know, after the first couple weeks I never really had dreams much anymore. Still don't. Not sure if it's related at all though.

I can't say for sure it was aliens or abduction or whatever but I'll be honest. I'm not normally an anxious guy, but being outside alone at night has creeped me the **** out ever since. Staring into the night sky gives me anxiety when I'm by myself now. **** everything about that night. I'm not even sure I want to know what happened.

 

[exe ex machina]

So many of these stories are when people are kids, and/or asleep at night.
I am sure we have all had similar experiences and memories. Memory, remember, is unreliable as you get older, embellishments, unconsciously altered facts, how you remember things different to what happened.

We all even have ghost and haunted house stories.

I reckon, YES, SOME FEW things are unexplainable and POSSIBLY mystic/otherworldly.

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

So many of these stories are when people are kids, and/or asleep at night.
I am sure we have all had similar experiences and memories. Memory, remember, is unreliable as you get older, embellishments, unconsciously altered facts, how you remember things different to what happened.

We all even have ghost and haunted house stories.

I reckon, YES, SOME FEW things are unexplainable and POSSIBLY mystic/otherworldly.

No we don't all have those stories.

How about the one, in the middle of the day, 5 friends had that experience?

 

[exe ex machina]

No we don't all have those stories.

How about the one, in the middle of the day, 5 friends had that experience?

Yeah some sound possible.

 

[sprockets]

What's going on? I'm reading but not understanding the point of all these quotes.

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

What's going on? I'm reading but not understanding the point of all these quotes.

???

 

[sprockets]

???

You've quoted a dozen posts from GG.exe and some unnamed person without commenting yourself. What's the point? See my post above, it tells us nothing to just quote someone.

 

[LicoriceAllsorts]

You've quoted a dozen posts from GG.exe and some unnamed person without commenting yourself. What's the point? See my post above, it tells us nothing to just quote someone.

This thread is about experiences, which I am posting