I posted this in /u/nosleep because it fits the horror aspect, but decided to post it here instead because it wasn't exactly fictional ...
I don't know where else to share this story without it sounding the least bit interesting to someone out there ... someone who knows enough to help me.
A few weeks ago - maybe it's been an month, I can't remember - I started taking a bunch of vitamins. This wasn't unusual for me, for I have a bad habit of not taking care of my body, so what happens is I'll have spontaneous periods of time where I'll find motivation to start caring. They don't last for long, probably a week at most. I figured me taking vitamins suddenly was just me trying to catch up; break the old habit ...
Until a few weeks ago.
I had a dream. That night I was spending the weekend with my older sister. We were sleeping in the same bed, dog and cat in room. I felt safe, secure, and I easily escaped my insomnia - at least for a little while.
Suddenly I woke up in a dream. Sometimes that happens, and I have the ability to lucid dream once it does. I could be wrong but from what I understand "lucid dreaming" is when one is conscious of the fact they're dreaming, and are able to control it. Well, apparently it is rare as well, but I was still doing it, and I did it a lot.
Then, it started to feel like I was losing control. I woke up, eyes still closed, feeling surrounded, and pinned. I had the feeling someone was looking at me, and that I needed to run away. I didn't feel like I was in my sisters room, with her pit bull mut or our cat. I felt alone, and surveyed.
I suddenly saw figures standing around me, as I laid flat, unable to move. I finally found it in me to force open my eyes. Before I go further, note that I am aware of what sleep paralysis is. I have experienced it many times before. This experience was not too different, I could've shrugged it off, if it wasn't for the other symptoms that started to show themselves...
For a split second before I could open my eyes it felt like I was floating. Not like in the middle of the room or anything, but just barely. I forced my eyes open for my life and surely but briefly, I saw another tall, white figure standing at the foot of my bed. I jerked out of my sleep paralysis, and sat up. It was gone.
I didn't wake my sister, nor did I stand up. I knew what I saw. No amount of company would or would've stopped it. I sat up in bed, looking around, surveillancing the area for a solid two hours until it was 6:00 am ... then I laid down with my eyes open and waited till the sun rose.
This was the beginning to a long, long journey down dark a hole that begun with an article - an article about - and I know how this sounds - aliens.
Ever since I was little I've been fascinated with mythical, paranormal, and spiritual things. I aced my Mythology class that was really an advanced course, because if I didn't already know it, I was too interested to not. Anyway, I'm not running around with tin foil on my head but I don't think it's all crazy ... not at all.
So, as usual, I was reading an article about aliens, and this happened before the dream. Apparently there are different types, such as the Reptilians, the Greys, and apparently the most hostile...the Whites.
The Greys, from what I understand, are more kind. They are the ones really abducting people and telling them "everything will be okay" telepathically while doing so. While the Tall Whites work with the Government, and even though they are, really look down on us ... humans.
They help us because they pity us and our lack of intelligence (in comparison) but they apparently just "chill out" at the military base and manipulate humans for fun, telepathically. They don't like us, but they don't find any real purpose to kill us. I mean some of them want to ... but some of them think we're just too cute to be dead.
This is all just something I read though. It might not seem to add up at all, considering I saw a White, and the Grey's are known to be the abductors. But I couldn't shake the feeling. If my dream was not just a dream .. but a some sort of configuration of a memory, I can say there was no kindness or telepathic exchange. Just ... fear.
Then again, this could all mean nothing. I find websites to describe things that cannot really be proven, and the symptoms of being an abductee to be very vague. I do tend to look at least 3 different websites to confirm validation as well, but something was terribly, terribly wrong.
The vague symptoms include; 1) Showing interest in the subject 2) Having insomnia 3) Feeling like someone is watching you These could all be symptoms of other things ... but here are some other ones ... that weren't so open ... 1) Taking vitamins suddenly; a need to "replenish" your body from what's been lost 2) Humming Noises 3) Bruising And the list goes on.
Point is, is I've been experiencing all of these, and right after one another. I've been hearing humming noises, almost like a car engine. It's not coming from outside, it's not my family's tvs playing in their room. I don't hear it when I sit up. I only hear it when I'm laying down ... like it's coming from my basement ... an area in my basement where there is nothing.
The recent incident was the hickie. No one could've possibly given it to me. Fell sleep, work up with a hickie about as big as my palm. The middle of it was more visible, about the size of a quarter. It physically impossible for me to have sucked where it was - on my neck. I read somewhere people can get hickies from vessels popping from stress. I did wake up in a weird position, and the arm on that side was sore ... so maybe that was it.
But what about everything else?
Something weird is happening. More symptoms are showing themselves.
I will keep you guys posted ... but tell me I'm not alone. Tell me I'm not crazy. Tell me these symptoms are all just apart of a phenomenon called coincidence.
I can handle ghosts, or the idea of aliens being out there, Just not here, Just not the Whites,
Just not with me.
