I don't claim to be an abductee but even I have to admit that the rows of tiny pin dot marks I've found on various parts of my body since 1989 is quite strange. And other people have found them on their body.

My grandmother who raised me used to see UFOs in the sky of my district. She would try to show them to me, but I needed glasses and couldn't see them.

Back in the 1990's during the wee hours of the morning, I was looking out the window at the sky and saw an inverted triangle craft glide over the roof of my apartment building. Its odd mauve color and easy gliding characteristic gave me the impression it was a hologram--a projected image.

Since age ten--especially between 1989 to 2002 I've had dreams of UFOs and ETs. Every once in a while I still dream of the Greys and UFO-related topics. I even dreamed of body scars left by interaction with the ETs.

I've had a few dreams of embracing short ETs (not The Greys) who I knew to be family, likely a brother or nephew.

I've had a dream of having two hybrid adult sons incapable of assimilating into Earth population due to their piercing otherworldly eyes and emotionless nature. I hugged one of them and the oldest was so uncomfortable...I knew he wanted to respond--to enjoy the hug but didn't know how. I'm not sure if they are of Grey heritage.

A childhood memory that has remained with me makes me wonder about my origins or interactions: I'm visited by a very tall, slender being with chalk white skin and clothes. He told me that he could not visit me anymore, because if he continued to do so I would not fit into society (I would be too attached to him). I was crying and felt his unhappiness. I don't know who this entity was, only that we were close like family. I can't remember his face.

I could ignore this memory but then I had a dream of walking along a white corridor, holding hands with a tall ET who whom I considered my father. Can't remember his face.

On top of the above is the very tall white man I saw over a decade ago. He spoke to me and smiled and stared at me as he walked along the sidewalk. He seemed very friendly and gave me the impression that he'd known me my entire life. And he seemed happy to see me. That was a weird encounter...I was so depressed at the time. I have no idea who he was; I'd never seen him before. Trust me, I would not forget a man who is well over six feet tall.

A year or two ago, I dreamed that the man from my childhood memory came to visit me. We sat together on a bench, and I was sooooo happy...so content and at peace. God, I wish I could have that feeling every day of my life...I long to have it yet it escapes me. And true to previous dreams, this entity was out of dream screen range. I didn't see anything of him, only knew he sat to my right. Why do they keep hiding?

About three years ago, I found a long blonde hair on my genitals. On other occasions, I found a similar or same hair in the kitchen or bathroom of current and former apts. I seldom have visitors.

Three months ago, I went to bed wearing my favorite pair of spandex leggings. Some four hours later in the night, I went to the bathroom, but when I pulled the leggings up, the left leg at mid thigh fell away with little resistance. The fabric had been cleanly cut all around the leg and trimmed at the crotch seam meticulously, making it quite clear to me what body part someone had likely accessed.

I don't sleepwalk (I asked around to be sure there was no childhood history), in fact, I have repeatedly failed straight cutting 101. So, I didn't cut my own clothes. Now, if that isn't proof that someone is somehow entering my apartment and accessing my body, then I just don't know...

So what would be absolute proof for me? To see an ET appear in waking state right within my viewing range. But I also know that if that happened, I'd likely have a heart attack--I still jump at my own shadow. So maybe my fear prevents me from being aware of what I suspect is going on, has been going on my entire life.

Do you guys and gals think I've been abducted or am a contactee?


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