When I was a child we lived in a very big three story house, the bathroom was huge and had a high, arched window at the far end. At night when it was dark outside I was always scared out of my mind to go into the bathroom and I would go downstairs to get my mother to come to the bathroom with me ... I had a dream one night that I went downstairs and went into the living room, and there were these small, fat, [possibly naked], orangey tan coloured people with big black eyes sitting on the sofa staring at me - I can remember saying "you're not my mu..." and that was it. Well I always told myself it was a dream...!
One night when my mother was going through the nightly routine of putting me to bed, tucking me in etc, she gave me the usual spiel of closing my eyes so the Sandman could put sand in them so that I would have nice dreams ... Just the one time I screamed the house down "no mummy don't let him in here!!" style - whenever I mentioned this to anyone I'd get this 'flash' of a skinny orangey tan arm reaching across my face ...
About 20 odd years ago I had a friend who's favourite word was "why" ... one time she cooked a dinner and served mashed potatoes and roast potatoes, I hate
mash. So I said I didn't want any of the mash. She gives me a funny look and scrapes all of the potatoes off the plate, I told her I'd have the roasties, but not the mash. She gives me an even funnier look - I spent several minutes explaining that mashed and roast potatoes are not the same thing and it's the consistency of mash that I don't like :roll:
For several weeks after that she kept asking me "why won't you eat mash?" everytime I saw her.
For the life of my I couldn't explain that I didn't like the mushy consistency to her in a way that made any sense to her and she persisted why-ing me to death, until one weekend when in exasperation I told her I'd been abducted my aliens when I was 4 years old and force fed white mushy stuff that made me sick and now I don't like mash.
Dunno where I got that notion from, but I used to get sick a lot when I was little to the point where I had my own red plastic bowl for puking into that I carried around the house with me!
Another time when I was at that same friend's house she commented on the big bruise that I had on my arm. I'd no idea that I had a bruise on my arm, it was above my right elbow (in a really awkward place to have whacked it on anything or for anything to have hit me) about an inch in diameter and perfectly circular. It didn't hurt or feel tender at all (despite my friend pinching and prodding at it). We argued back and forth to the point of nearly coming to blows, as to how I'd managed to bruise my arm and not realise it. In the end I said I must've been abducted by those aliens again and they'd taken a skin sample or something (she started screaming in terror!!
Several years later I was getting dressed one morning when I discovered an identical
(size, shape and colour) bruise on the inside of my right knee. Again it was in too awkward of a place for me to have hit my leg on anything or for something to have hit me and for me to not have noticed.
Same friend's house - I stayed over one night, went to sleep in the spare room, woke up the next morning and couldn't lift my head off the pillow because my neck was really badly cricked. I had to hold my neck with my hand to try to sit up and as I sat up I realised I'd put my back out as well. Don't ask me how I did either of those things laying in bed sound asleep all night! Again we argued like the blazes about how I'd wrecked my neck and back and I said I must've been taken by them aliens again and they'd dumped me back in bed any old how and I'd cricked my neck and put my back out (cue more hysterical screaming from her!!)
Several years later the exact same thing happened - I went to bed, fell asleep and couldn't move when I woke up because my neck and back were 'out' ...
I've never found an explanation - several really stupid comments, but no explanations - for the bruises or the "night time injuries"
I managed to debunk some other things that have occurred - I used to get this sharp stabbing pain behind my right eye every night when I lay down in bed - and only when I lay down in bed - drove me mad for years.
I also used to get an intermittent pain in my right nostril with no sign of any injury in either location
...According to UFO lore aliens implant devices in various places in people's body or head...
I went to the dentist and he noticed something wrong at the back of my top jaw on the right side, he did an x-ray and discovered I'd a wisdom tooth that was trying to grow in at a 45 degree angle and had taken some damage as a result and had started to rot. He extracted it and it was rotten to the root. The pain in my eye vanished never to return - clearly the rotten tooth had been causing it!
Another trip to the dentist showed damage to one of my top right front teeth - just the one tooth - which had no enamel on the inside of it, the dentist couldn't understand why, but he covered it with a veneer. Voilá the pain in my nose stopped!
(Turned out the enamel had been scrapped off my me grinding my teeth at night)
There was more than that, but I can't remember all of it now ...