Mark's story-sibling support
My older brother and I laughed at my sister Jody when she told us about the little gray men came to her room at night and took her places and surrounded her at night. She was about 10 or 11 at the time and I remember how honest and sincere her story was...she seemed scared of the whole ordeal that repeated itself with nightly visits from the little grays fairly regularly.
At first we didn't believe her but she seemed sincere that we did believe that she believed. Both my brother and I kept telling her Jody, when they come into your room at night please just scream for us boys to come and we'll come to your room and beat them up and scare them away permanently. We wanted to help protect our sister. She told us it didn't work like that...and that she could not move or scream once they came. I thought that to be totally silly and dumb... but she was a g.i.r.l...helpless girls you know....can't move or scream, unbelievable. We told her to just scream and we'd come...it's simple Jody!
I think it was about a year later when I was about 10 or 11 when I woke up in the middle of the night....sensing a presence and dim light in the room....and then got the shock of my life as I opened up my eyes. There were two wide-eyed grays were on my left and another wide-eyed gray was on my right. At that moment of shock and terror....it rang true in a flash everything that my sister had said about them coming for her...and I tried to scream bloody murder to wake up my sleeping brother in the next bed not more than 5 feet away...but nothing came out, no sound what-so-ever....I tried to get up and run...but I was paralyzed from the neck down. They weren't leaving and just staring at me in my absolute shear helpless terror. Then it happened....like a little boy that gets punched really hard....there's a delayed build-up reaction scream, I closed my eyes one, two, three, four, five, six seconds past....building and building my vocals and then I felt it coming....my mouth opened, my eyes opened and they were still there and I screamed......an awful noise of "AAAUUUUHHHHHHHHH" came forth, I could hear my dim scream (disappointingly low though)....it was audible....but low toned...was it enough? I turn my head towards my brother looking past the one gray on my right hand side...to see if he heard my little scream noise and my brother did turn over in his bed to his other side but did not wake up. Rats...I'm doomed, I thought. If only my older brother would have woken-up and came to help me or at least to know that these little grays Jody talked about were real and maybe together with my brother's assistance I could get unparalyzed to fight these creatures and scare them off.
Now after my little air-filled dim scream, there was new activity in the room as the grays were looking up from me towards each other....I could tell they were communicating with each other but without words. It made me feel good for a moment having them take their eyes and thoughts off of me. I hoped they would just leave. Their thoughts are piercing and their black dark eyes even more piercing. It was as if they were talking about what I had did...by making a sound...I wasn't suppose to be able to do that (nobody has done that but me)...but I did. Well, I finally had no choice they were almost making me look at them after they got done communicating with each other silently (looking back down at me)....having the choice of looking at two on my left or one on the right...I choose the one on my right...a little more comfortable and secure facing just one unknown being then two...it was as if he (or they all) could read my mind and visa~versa. I knew they weren't out to hurt me and "gave up myself" (to them) closing my eyes to relax...I gave up the struggle and gave myself to them in trust. [ NOTE THIS: once you peer into those huge-dark-black-non-pupil slant eyes....you NEVER forget....it will shock your mind, permanent mind scarring.]
Next, I had a very brief memory of moving while floating half-asleep with my legs not moving but brushing along moving in the 18" tall wild grasses in the field.
Finally when I came too...again I was half-drowsy, standing up (or rather "held up" by some strange force-field) with eyes open my head hung heavy downwards looking at my pajamas and wet grass flax semi-clouded-clear lighted and heated floor. It was like standing on 6" thick clear ice with uniform lights-lighting under the ice shining up thru the ice....but it wasn't ice it was the warmest tingling good-feeling floor that my bare feet ever touched. That floor was not of this world...we don't have the technology (yet). I remember just thinking about that floor as my head hung heavy and wanting to brush off the particles on my pajamas but couldn't...no energy no movement came...paralyzed and being held up....I even remember taking a cop out attitude and letting myself "go"... to fall the the floor...but guess what...there I hung standing up like a cloth without clothes-pins. I sensed other entities or figures in the room....I tried to lift my head up...it was like a heavy concrete slab was holding my head down...but manage to get my head and eyes up a few inches to see that the walls were of the same 6" think uniform light and that there were shadows in the room...then my head dropped after less then two seconds.
Now what isn't that clear, to me, is what happened after that...I knew I was going to be "inspected"....I feel that my turned came and they moved me up in line. I sort of remember when it was my turn and felt like they lifted my head back and were interested in my nostrils. It felt like my head was being cracked open as they shoved a metal instrument (non-flexible) up through my nose passage. I heard my cranium cracked like my most inner nose port was force open...deep up into my brain. This is all foggy....but something about my nose....they were working on my nose..deep inside but didn't feel much if any pain.
And that's the end of my experience.....nothing great, nothing exciting, just a single abduction in my childhood. The grays never came back for me again.
From what I gather the grays, are interested in our emotions...pain, love , suffering, hate, bitterness, excitement, happiness and sadness.
They apparently do not have our emotions...they are pure logic creatures. They also appear to be sexless.
My sister on the other hand has been taken throughout the years and has a triangular piece wedged behind her ear just under her skin (she can feel it, I can feel it with my finger too)....doctors asked her if she wanted it (the locater presumable) removed......she declined saying she's used to it now.
