This is the second event, the one that occured when I was nine years old while on a camping trip. I should note before I start that it's so rediculous that although it's as real as any of my other memories I can't bring myself to believe it without thinking my sanity is slipping. (Seriously, I'd have an easier time believing I saw a dragon than what I saw here.)
I was on a camping trip with my family in summer of 2002, and I remember being almost painfully bored on the way in. I was looking out the window as we pulled onto the road the campsite was on (In the foothills of Rainier, I think.) and I saw a girl out in the water a couple hundred metres downriver from the camp. She was about my age, maybe a little younger, had deep red hair and lightly tanned skin. She was sitting facing away from the road and the lower half of her body was underwater, but I could see she wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing. This, of course, made me very excited to be getting out of the car. While we were unpacking, I saw her again, this time just a brief glimpse of her getting out of the water. I couldn't see anything through the bushes but her head, chest and one arm, but she was beautiful. I rushed through the rest of the setup, hoping to get out to her before she left or my family noticed her. (If they noticed a naked girl out in the river, I wouldn't be able to go see her.) I left as fast as I could without looking like I was hurrying, and went out to her.
She went downriver when I started to get close, and I couldn't help but notice something was off with how she shifted from sitting to swimming. Seeing what looked to be a red snake in the water freaked me out even more, especially since it looked like it was trying to eat her. I followed her far enough to lose track of the camp before she noticed me and stopped. She went to the bank and got out when I reached her, and introduced herself. For the life of me, I can't remember her name. Probably because I had just looked at her waistline and noticed she had the lower body of a snake. I tried to ask about it, but her face turned bright red, she deflected the question and started trying to change the conversation. I persisted, but she found a good excuse not to answer my question without her evasiveness bothering me. (All the biting during excuse #2 did bother me, though. Why did girls bite me so much when I was little?)
We got tired after a while, so we took a quick nap together, and after an hour or so we went out swimming. We'd started roughhousing in the water and at this point my memory starts to get fuzzy. The play ended when she pulled me under and did... something. I don't remember what. Right from the moment I became aware again I noticed not only her biting me some more (Seriously, do girls think biting is sexy or something?) but that I was not in the same area anymore. (I later learned we were over two kilometres downstream from where we'd been.) It was a fair bit later (almost half an hour) I was very tired, felt oddly warm considering I was still wet and lying in the shade, and her face was now bright red. Soon she pulled back up next to me and finally started answering my questions. I fell asleep halfway into her explanation, but I got a bit about her.
I woke up about an hour later to find her getting back off me. (She'd been laying halfway on me, with her tail over my leg.) My entire left leg was numb from her weight. We stayed there for a while, and she talked some more about herself and her people. A few minutes of listening to her talk and we had to part. I quickly realised I had left my clothing at the river before we went swimming, and that I didn't know where we were. I followed the stream up until I found the campsite again, then snuck into my tent and got dressed. I had a very hard time making up a believable lie as to where I had been for the last several hours, finally I decided on "got far into a train of thought and lost track of time" rather than "got far into a naga girl and lost track of time."
The next day I went out and found my clothes on the bank of the river, folded up neatly. (I think she found them all sprawled out and set them aside for me.) I didn't see her out that day, probably because it was saturday and her parents were probably at her house. I saw her later, after I had already eaten dinner, and I watched her eat two fish and a squirrel. She said she didn't have time to play, but after I kissed her she changed her mind. Still, we didn't hang out long before she went home. She gave me a quick visit early sunday morning (about 4:00) and we woke me up. (I didn't mind, she was nice.) She then introduced me to her sister, who was an adorable little naga with blonde hair, yellow scales, a tan underbelly and yellow eyes. (And still not a stitch of clothing.) She was about three years old, (assuming they age like we do) very cuddly and quite tired. The girls left, and didn't come back until almost 2:00 that afternoon.
When I saw them again, the girls were clothed. (Which was new.) She was wearing a coat and her little sister a dress, both of which appeared to just be normal, store-bought children's clothing. They told me they'd just gotten back from a trip to the house of two friends of their parents. These two were a doctor and a vet, and apparently they visited them every two weeks for checkups and examination. The couple also had two babies (twins, I would imagine) for the tiny one to play with. We went swimming and played for an hour or two, then I heard my name being called and had to get dressed and go back to camp. My family was packing up, and after we were done I snuck off to go say goodbye. The girls were gone, but their clothes were still there. I had to leave before I could investigate and I didn't go back until 2007. (Around the time of incident #3, and they are related. But that is not incident #3.)
Information I could gather on her and her kind in this encounter: (Assuming she was real. It's likely she wasn't.)
- Definitely not natural and recent to come into existance. There are no adults as far as I know, and no myths or legends on her kind that I could find. The term "naga" comes from hindu mythology, but that's an awful long ways removed from the modern naga, which she most closely resembled.
- Sexually reproducing, internally fertilizing. Judging by the shape and direction of her vagina, a naga's reproductive tract is further up and deeper into its body than a human's.
- Nagas are omnivorous. She said her parents bring her food, and we talked for a solid ten minutes about that. She has a preference for meat, but she does eat fruit, vegetables and sweets. She (oddly) likes meat much more than sweets, and actually eats animals she can catch in the area.
- Nagas crush their prey before swallowing. She has fangs, with holes in them that can only be to deposit venom, but she bit me a lot and unless she was injecting aphrodisiac I showed no symptoms.
- Her digestive tract was in her tail, if her gestures during the conversation on food was any indication. I believe her reproductive tract is in her abdominal cavity.
- Nagas do not eat people. (Although I suspect they can.) She was quite offended when I asked, but she admitted she liked the taste. It made sense in context.
- Nagas are very strong swimmers and fairly mobile on land for the most part, but they lack an equivalent to running when on land.
- According to her, naga children love human children. Since all the nagas she knows are children, this might just mean nagas love humans in general and the exclusive nature of her statement was because children get along best with other children.
- Nagas, despite being warm blooded, have a thing for heat sources. (She must have called me "warm" a dozen times.) This might be why they like humans so much and why she's so huggy.
- Unusual colouration that seems impractical in the wild. Her scales were a dark red on the back and orange on the front, her hair was red as well and her eyes were purple.
- She has a little sister. She didn't say how old, but she used the term "baby" to refer to her. She also knows two boys and a girl in the area that are not related to her. She lives in house nearby, but her parents (who are human, and thus cannot be related biologically) live in "the city" and work as highschool teachers. Said parents come see them on weekends, restocking the house and homeschooling them there. They have internet access, and do most of their lessons through their computers. She has two human siblings, a boy and a girl, both older than her. Her friends almost live at her house, but when her parents are there her friends can't stay. They all sleep on one matress.
- Nagas breastfeed. Or at least her sister does and she did when she was a baby. She was just budding when I was there, so I have no facts about naga boobs. However, their babies must require more milk to power their larger frame and this should mean larger breasts.
- The girls were actually human and my mind scrambled it after whatever happened in the river. This makes a lot of sense, except for lack of errors, inconsistencies and missing pieces before we got into the water, and how much of this happened after the bit in the water. It's possible the time spent in the water did something to my memory of the event that allowed my dreams the rest of the weekend to change things convincingly. However, a lot of her background doesn't make sense if she's human.
- The whole thing never happened. Maybe I had a long fantasy at the edge of the river, went skinny dipping, half-drowned and it got sorted wrong in my brain. But if this was true, why does it feel like a real memory? You'd think there'd be errors and missing pieces. How would I get so far from the river and onto my back on my own if I had half-drowned in the water? Why would my clothes have been folded so nicely if nobody did that for me? This explanation feels all sorts of wrong.
- Somebody with the power to do so set that up. I've had alien encounters, but nothing so intimate as a conversation, let alone enough for them to do something this nice for me. I can't think of any other party that could have done that.
- It really happened as I thought, there's nothing bigger going on here and I'm totally not insane.
- Haruhi syndrome? Yeah, I don't think so either.