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was I abducted as a kid?

 
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was I abducted as a kid?
I just had a random memory. When I was about 10, I woke up on the floor with my blanket. Here's the kicker: I went to sleep on the top bunk like always. There is no way I would have slept through such a fall. After that, I noticed a small bead towards the back of my neck, under the skin...It's still there.

Wtf?
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Slowly your senses return as you wake from a deep sleep. You are alone in the forest, though you are not far from the caves you share with the others in your tribe. There is a pain and a small lump in the back of your skull, as if a chip of flint has been forced under the surface of the skin.

Leaning on your bone-tipped spear for support, you rise to your feet. A sound draws your attention upwards, where a strange creature hovers high above you. It is unlike the birds you hunt by the lake's edge – it has no head and no wings yet somehow it flies. It is a beast of shining silver; hanging motionless in the sky like a cloud. You sense it is watching you, studying you.

Raising a hairy fist, you shake your spear at it in anger and the creature rises up quickly until it disappears from view. With a satisfied grunt you make your way back to your caves and the rest of the tribe.

You fall into the familiar patterns of life – the hunt for food, the struggle to claim and keep a mate, the battles against the other tribes that would claim your territory Days roll into nights and back into days. Each time you rise from sleep there is the sensation that you are not alone; that some "other" is with you sharing all you see, hear and feel. At these times your hand goes to the strange lump at the back of your skull and you remember the silver creature from the sky.

The air grows colder, winter falls. You must range farther for food, clutching the furs tight against you to ward off the chill. It is on one of these long hunts that the strange bird returns. You hear it before you see it, its call a deafening roar as it descends from above, swooping down on you. A single great eye opens on the underbelly, a glowing red orb. You try to run, but a finger of red light extends from the eye and engulfs you, and all goes black again.
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Re: was I abducted as a kid?
Yeah, your a lab rat. Welcome to the club.
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12/28/2015 10:17 PM
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Re: was I abducted as a kid?
No, it was just your uncle.
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Re: was I abducted as a kid?
If you have ever seen a ufo or have family with ufo experiences, yes. If not you might just be a dbag.
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12/28/2015 10:18 PM
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Re: was I abducted as a kid?
Honestly...

I feel through the floor as a child, and woke up under the house.

For years I had a "bump" in my neck. When I finally grew balls, I bought a new shiny sharp razor, numbed it with ice, and cut it out.

It was a tear-drop-sized quartz crystal.
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Honestly...

I feel through the floor as a child, and woke up under the house.

For years I had a "bump" in my neck. When I finally grew balls, I bought a new shiny sharp razor, numbed it with ice, and cut it out.

It was a tear-drop-sized quartz crystal.
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You need a new hobby - perhaps jigsaw puzzles?
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12/28/2015 10:27 PM
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Here's one from when I was 7. 1972 or thereabouts.

Woke up and went to the bathroom. Pretty normal through to then. On the way back to my bedroom, my feet lifted off the floor and a wind caught me. Blew me back into my bedroom, and out the top of my window. Went to the clouds and there were people up there. Sat on clouds and talked to them. I felt like they meant me no harm. They seemed curious about me and my life. It seems as though they were hippy type people. I remember not wanting to leave, but they told me it was time. Woke up in my bed.
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Only once have I seen a ufo. Looked like a star, until it moved.

I can't explain what happened that night. It was a long time ago, but there's no way to sleep through a fall like that. not to mention the side bars would prevent me from falling in case I rolled over. I probably didn't even know that abduction was possible. Only now am I realizing this.

Around that time, I also experienced some strange self reflection. I can vividly remember staring at my wood floor just tripping out on the fact I exist.
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12/28/2015 11:04 PM
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Yes. The illegal aliens have struck again. :(
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12/28/2015 11:11 PM
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IMHO we all were, and still are being, abducted... Only a handful of us have memories still, for whatever reason...
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Slowly your senses return as you wake from a deep sleep. You are alone in the forest, though you are not far from the caves you share with the others in your tribe. There is a pain and a small lump in the back of your skull, as if a chip of flint has been forced under the surface of the skin.

Leaning on your bone-tipped spear for support, you rise to your feet. A sound draws your attention upwards, where a strange creature hovers high above you. It is unlike the birds you hunt by the lake's edge – it has no head and no wings yet somehow it flies. It is a beast of shining silver; hanging motionless in the sky like a cloud. You sense it is watching you, studying you.

Raising a hairy fist, you shake your spear at it in anger and the creature rises up quickly until it disappears from view. With a satisfied grunt you make your way back to your caves and the rest of the tribe.

You fall into the familiar patterns of life – the hunt for food, the struggle to claim and keep a mate, the battles against the other tribes that would claim your territory Days roll into nights and back into days. Each time you rise from sleep there is the sensation that you are not alone; that some "other" is with you sharing all you see, hear and feel. At these times your hand goes to the strange lump at the back of your skull and you remember the silver creature from the sky.

The air grows colder, winter falls. You must range farther for food, clutching the furs tight against you to ward off the chill. It is on one of these long hunts that the strange bird returns. You hear it before you see it, its call a deafening roar as it descends from above, swooping down on you. A single great eye opens on the underbelly, a glowing red orb. You try to run, but a finger of red light extends from the eye and engulfs you, and all goes black again.
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Write. A. Book. - I would read it.
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Rubatosis - n. the unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat, whose tenuous muscular throbbing feels less like a metronome than a nervous ditty your heart is tapping to itself, the kind that people compulsively hum or sing while walking in complete darkness, as if to casually remind the outside world, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here.

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ALIENS PROBED UR ASSSSS
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YES U WERE ANALLY PROBED!!!!!!alien03alien16alien16alien16ufo56alien7alien03
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Slowly your senses return as you wake from a deep sleep. You are alone in the forest, though you are not far from the caves you share with the others in your tribe. There is a pain and a small lump in the back of your skull, as if a chip of flint has been forced under the surface of the skin.

Leaning on your bone-tipped spear for support, you rise to your feet. A sound draws your attention upwards, where a strange creature hovers high above you. It is unlike the birds you hunt by the lake's edge – it has no head and no wings yet somehow it flies. It is a beast of shining silver; hanging motionless in the sky like a cloud. You sense it is watching you, studying you.

Raising a hairy fist, you shake your spear at it in anger and the creature rises up quickly until it disappears from view. With a satisfied grunt you make your way back to your caves and the rest of the tribe.

You fall into the familiar patterns of life – the hunt for food, the struggle to claim and keep a mate, the battles against the other tribes that would claim your territory Days roll into nights and back into days. Each time you rise from sleep there is the sensation that you are not alone; that some "other" is with you sharing all you see, hear and feel. At these times your hand goes to the strange lump at the back of your skull and you remember the silver creature from the sky.

The air grows colder, winter falls. You must range farther for food, clutching the furs tight against you to ward off the chill. It is on one of these long hunts that the strange bird returns. You hear it before you see it, its call a deafening roar as it descends from above, swooping down on you. A single great eye opens on the underbelly, a glowing red orb. You try to run, but a finger of red light extends from the eye and engulfs you, and all goes black again.
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I liked it too.
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Slowly your senses return as you wake from a deep sleep. You are alone in the forest, though you are not far from the caves you share with the others in your tribe. There is a pain and a small lump in the back of your skull, as if a chip of flint has been forced under the surface of the skin.

Leaning on your bone-tipped spear for support, you rise to your feet. A sound draws your attention upwards, where a strange creature hovers high above you. It is unlike the birds you hunt by the lake's edge – it has no head and no wings yet somehow it flies. It is a beast of shining silver; hanging motionless in the sky like a cloud. You sense it is watching you, studying you.

Raising a hairy fist, you shake your spear at it in anger and the creature rises up quickly until it disappears from view. With a satisfied grunt you make your way back to your caves and the rest of the tribe.

You fall into the familiar patterns of life – the hunt for food, the struggle to claim and keep a mate, the battles against the other tribes that would claim your territory Days roll into nights and back into days. Each time you rise from sleep there is the sensation that you are not alone; that some "other" is with you sharing all you see, hear and feel. At these times your hand goes to the strange lump at the back of your skull and you remember the silver creature from the sky.

The air grows colder, winter falls. You must range farther for food, clutching the furs tight against you to ward off the chill. It is on one of these long hunts that the strange bird returns. You hear it before you see it, its call a deafening roar as it descends from above, swooping down on you. A single great eye opens on the underbelly, a glowing red orb. You try to run, but a finger of red light extends from the eye and engulfs you, and all goes black again.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 69455208


Write. A. Book. - I would read it.
 Quoting: Rubatosis


He didn't write it. I've read that on the mass effect wiki site. It's a copy/paste job, boys and gals. Interesting text all the same.





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