K. Lee
After the abduction - part two
September 15, 2011 |
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I was only fourteen, the first time I was abducted. That was a long time ago, and in those days “alien abduction” just wasn’t a popular topic. There wasn’t much said about it by the media and the few who did speak out about it were labeled “nuts”. The internet didn’t exist yet (imagine that!) so there were no public forums or any other way to access information on the subject. Not that I cared. I had other interests at that age, like the excitement of my first year in high school, making new friends, and the latest musical groups and fashions. Aliens were the farthest thing from my mind…That is, until I woke up one night to find one looming over my bed staring at me. It was one of the typical “greys” we hear about so much now, but I had never heard of such a thing then.
The experience traumatized me beyond description. I was shocked, terrified, and simply couldn’t comprehend what had happened…or why. At that young age I was afraid to tell my parents, thinking they might commit me. I told my best friend, (whom I could generally confide anything to), who promptly laughed at me and teased me about it “being a ghost”. Then, in desperation, I turned to a teacher who I felt was an especially open-minded person, but who reacted instead with anger and accused me of making a “sick joke”. I never told anyone about it again for decades.
It wasn’t easy living with the memories of an alien abduction, with no one to talk to about it. Over the years, I found myself hungry to learn about the topic and would listen carefully to the few, rare programs that would air on tv. I tried to find books but they were as rare as hen’s teeth, until Eric Von Daniken (that brave soul). Still, although I devoured his book and felt somewhat vindicated by it, there were no real answers to explain what had happened to me. It wasn’t until the dawn of the Internet that I began to find the answers I was looking for…and was stunned by it. I read account after account of people who had similar experiences. What was more, their descriptions of their abductors sounded just like mine!
I can’t blame those who didn’t believe me, because I know that if someone had told me this experience had happened to them and I hadn’t experienced it myself, I would also disbelieve. I mean, how can you tell someone “I’ve been kidnapped by an alien” in a serious, rational way?
If there was one thing I’d like to impress upon people, it’s the seriousness of the alien abduction phenomenon. Today the number of people who firmly believe in the existence of aliens (whether they’ve actually seen one or not) has grown dramatically…and yet the subject still has a slightly bent focus. Like a light passing through a prism, it is twisted out of shape. The subject is often exploited by writers, Hollywood, and many others for its “entertainment value” and loses it’s serious nature. Let’s face it, it’s fun to watch a bunch of alien bad guys on our tv screen get vaporized by a bunch of human good guys while they’re all tearing around in ultra-cool spaceships. But the fact is, alien abduction is a real and terrifying phenomenon that is happening to real people, and is having a drastic impact on their lives. Let me put it this way…
You’ve had a long day and are glad it’s finally time to crawl under those bed sheets and shut it all out. The room is dark, everything is quiet, and the bed is comfortable and inviting. You lay your head down on your pillow and close your eyes. For a few moments you can’t help but go over the day in your mind and maybe even wonder about that bill that’s going to be due anytime now…but, in this quiet moment, you know that you are at least safe and secure and tomorrow life will go on as usual. That’s the routine, and we tend to take that for granted.
You wake with a start. You’re not sure why, but you become aware of a strange, uncanny sensation that’s prickling up and down your spine. And then you see it. Something so unfamiliar, so beyond your experience, that you can hardly believe it even though your eyes are seeing it. Something is in your room…and it’s not human. It’s head is huge and grossly misshapen by human standards, the skin is grayish, and the eyes are wrapped halfway around the face. And they’re looking right at you. Your heart is pounding so hard now that you can feel it throbbing in your ears, and although you want to do something…run or scream…you can’t, because you suddenly realize you can’t move. And the thing is approaching…
In that instant, your life as you know it is over. Forever. And nothing will ever be the same again. You will never again feel safe, you will likely lose some friends if you talk about it, you will probably suffer from post traumatic stress syndrome for a long time if not for the rest of your life, and you will be haunted by the memory until the day you die.
You never wanted something like this to happen, and neither did the thousands of other victims who have had a similar experience. If another person were to break into your home and kidnap you or a loved one, it would be a very serious issue. The police would be involved, counseling would be made available to you, and you’d have support from a lot of people. And yet the victims of alien abduction are forced to suffer in isolation.
It’s time we start taking this subject a lot more seriously. Something is happening, something insidiuous that is a threat to us and our loved ones, and we need to start listening. We are too comfortable in our own routines, our own perception of the world, but there is more. A lot more. I’ll be touching on some of these things in Part 3 of this article.[!gad]I was only fourteen, the first time I was abducted. That was a long time ago, and in those days “alien abduction” just wasn’t a popular topic. There wasn’t much said about it by the media and the few who did speak out about it were labeled “nuts”. The internet didn’t exist yet (imagine that!) so there were no public forums or any other way to access information on the subject. Not that I cared. I had other interests at that age, like the excitement of my first year in high school, making new friends, and the latest musical groups and fashions. Aliens were the farthest thing from my mind…That is, until I woke up one night to find one looming over my bed staring at me. It was one of the typical “greys” we hear about so much now, but I had never heard of such a thing then.
The experience traumatized me beyond description. I was shocked, terrified, and simply couldn’t comprehend what had happened…or why. At that young age I was afraid to tell my parents, thinking they might commit me. I told my best friend, (whom I could generally confide anything to), who promptly laughed at me and teased me about it “being a ghost”. Then, in desperation, I turned to a teacher who I felt was an especially open-minded person, but who reacted instead with anger and accused me of making a “sick joke”. I never told anyone about it again for decades.
It wasn’t easy living with the memories of an alien abduction, with no one to talk to about it. Over the years, I found myself hungry to learn about the topic and would listen carefully to the few, rare programs that would air on tv. I tried to find books but they were as rare as hen’s teeth, until Eric Von Daniken (that brave soul). Still, although I devoured his book and felt somewhat vindicated by it, there were no real answers to explain what had happened to me. It wasn’t until the dawn of the Internet that I began to find the answers I was looking for…and was stunned by it. I read account after account of people who had similar experiences. What was more, their descriptions of their abductors sounded just like mine!
I can’t blame those who didn’t believe me, because I know that if someone had told me this experience had happened to them and I hadn’t experienced it myself, I would also disbelieve. I mean, how can you tell someone “I’ve been kidnapped by an alien” in a serious, rational way?
If there was one thing I’d like to impress upon people, it’s the seriousness of the alien abduction phenomenon. Today the number of people who firmly believe in the existence of aliens (whether they’ve actually seen one or not) has grown dramatically…and yet the subject still has a slightly bent focus. Like a light passing through a prism, it is twisted out of shape. The subject is often exploited by writers, Hollywood, and many others for its “entertainment value” and loses it’s serious nature. Let’s face it, it’s fun to watch a bunch of alien bad guys on our tv screen get vaporized by a bunch of human good guys while they’re all tearing around in ultra-cool spaceships. But the fact is, alien abduction is a real and terrifying phenomenon that is happening to real people, and is having a drastic impact on their lives. Let me put it this way…
You’ve had a long day and are glad it’s finally time to crawl under those bed sheets and shut it all out. The room is dark, everything is quiet, and the bed is comfortable and inviting. You lay your head down on your pillow and close your eyes. For a few moments you can’t help but go over the day in your mind and maybe even wonder about that bill that’s going to be due anytime now…but, in this quiet moment, you know that you are at least safe and secure and tomorrow life will go on as usual. That’s the routine, and we tend to take that for granted.
You wake with a start. You’re not sure why, but you become aware of a strange, uncanny sensation that’s prickling up and down your spine. And then you see it. Something so unfamiliar, so beyond your experience, that you can hardly believe it even though your eyes are seeing it. Something is in your room…and it’s not human. It’s head is huge and grossly misshapen by human standards, the skin is grayish, and the eyes are wrapped halfway around the face. And they’re looking right at you. Your heart is pounding so hard now that you can feel it throbbing in your ears, and although you want to do something…run or scream…you can’t, because you suddenly realize you can’t move. And the thing is approaching…
In that instant, your life as you know it is over. Forever. And nothing will ever be the same again. You will never again feel safe, you will likely lose some friends if you talk about it, you will probably suffer from post traumatic stress syndrome for a long time if not for the rest of your life, and you will be haunted by the memory until the day you die.
You never wanted something like this to happen, and neither did the thousands of other victims who have had a similar experience. If another person were to break into your home and kidnap you or a loved one, it would be a very serious issue. The police would be involved, counseling would be made available to you, and you’d have support from a lot of people. And yet the victims of alien abduction are forced to suffer in isolation.
It’s time we start taking this subject a lot more seriously. Something is happening, something insidiuous that is a threat to us and our loved ones, and we need to start listening. We are too comfortable in our own routines, our own perception of the world, but there is more. A lot more. I’ll be touching on some of these things in Part 3 of this article.
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