Parallel world. United States

Date: May 20 2011     
Location: Kansas City, Kansas
Time: 01:30
Summary: The night this happened, my husband and I were up pretty late watching a movie. It ended about 1:30 AM, and I went up to bed. My husband was crashed out in the basement, so I decided to leave him there. I climbed into my bed next to my daughter (who frequently sneaks out of her bed to sleep with me). I must have been exhausted and just crashed, which is odd for me, because it usually takes several minutes to get to sleep, even when it’s late. The next morning, I woke up extremely dehydrated and recalled a very startling and vivid “dream” of being around aliens and UFOs. This was so startling, and unlike any other dream that I’ve ever had, so I decided to explore other options, such as an actual abduction. I’ve heard of the UFO/alien phenomena, but had never given it much consideration till this event.

I don’t recall being “beamed up” but I clearly remember being taken somehow to a place with a lot of hallways. Then I remember feeling like I was being instructed to urinate in a long and wide tube with strange markings on the side. I think the markings indicated measurements or something. The last thing I remember was being on the ground, outside, in what looked like a vacant/abandoned parking lot. I remember the concrete had lots of cracks in it like it was old and worn. There were evergreen trees surrounding this place. There were other people standing around me with cages of small animals, like house cats, birds, dogs, etc. I got the feeling like these people around me were going to release them. I remember feeling like it was approaching morning, but it was still dark outside. I looked up in the sky and noticed several (at least four) UFO craft very near above the ground of this parking lot, just hovering. There were three red lights coming from the bottom of them that ! blurred or blinked till they became one light beam. It’s very hard to explain. These craft were larger than I’d have expected for what you see on television. I guess I’d always pictured them being the size of a small bus, but these were the size of a large home. I don’t remember ever being inside of the craft, but being inside of a building or structure near this lot. The other people there, like me, weren’t completely in reality. It was like we were in a trance. I remember standing in this lot, looking up, and seeing one UFO fly high, stop, fly a little bit to the left, stop, fly higher, stop, and then flew off and vanished. So, after looking up at these UFOs from the ground, I remember it all of a sudden clicking (like a switch had been turned on) that this wasn’t normal… And I remember taking off running as fast as I could. I had just snapped back to reality. As soon as I started to run, I recall the others, which I assumed had also been taken, almost clicking too and ! scattering in all directions. The last thing I recall is some ! kind of luminescent “beam” of sorts encasing me as I ran.

I woke up very dehydrated, a bit weak, and still tired, but I remembered this almost like it had really happened. After that night, I had a minor sore throat and occasional minor pains in my abdomen. This lasted about two weeks, off and on. Ordinarily, I would have chalked this up to just being a dream or my subconscious manifesting my fears in an odd way, but the next day, my daughter said something extremely startling to me…”Mommy, who were those boys that came and took you when you were sleeping?” I questioned her a little, but I didn’t want to push it with her, so I sort of left it be. She didn’t seem particularly worried or concerned about it, just curious. (She was just shy of 4 years old at the time.) I’ve since asked her about it off and on, and she doesn’t appear to recall much more than she already said.

Since then, I’ve started to attend MUFON meetings and I joined a group for experiencers and have been speaking with the leader, who is also a regression therapist. I haven’t shared this with anybody outside of this small group about this experience. I’m pretty sure my peers, family, and friends would think I’m crazy, so I would like to keep this somewhat anonymous. Upon reflection of this event, I started to piece together a few of my memories from childhood, and start questioning them more. For example, I remember a period of missing time when I was about 12 years old, where there were several hours unaccounted for. I had never even thought to question the “missing time” or even heard that phrase till after this last event occurred. If any of this seems relevant, please feel free to contact me, but I would appreciate my name being withheld from any public report.
Source: Davenport, Peter