Extra-terrestrial 1
I was a toddler between six and seven years. It was the on-the-weekend. How did I know that? My parents were home, which was never the case during the week. It was very early. Everyone was sleeping. The neighbors were still asleep, and no children were on the street. No cars were being driven. It had been just the start before the sun would rise, but today, it had been very cloudy.
The clouds were so thick that I couldn't pull my eyes off them. I used to be outside with my dog Alowishus, which means famous warrior. I loved my dog. He was my best friend. We always played together once I was home. We even shared our food. This morning, these big clouds were holding my attention. I wondered why they were so thick, grey, and bouncy. I sat, side by side, on the concrete drive in front of the garage with Alowishus. I had my arm around him, and we both were looking into the clouds.
They were moving as if something was close to the beginning. The driveway I would sit on was opposite the neighbor's house, and I was facing toward it. I used to be fascinated by what was happening in the sky. I wondered if something would come down onto the road out of these clouds, like in the cartoons. An elevator appeared through the clouds, and the next moment, I didn't know if I was dreaming or if my dog and I were witnessing something real.
A green elevator in square form with no walls dripped out of the clouds and stopped just a touch above the ground. Two men were standing, facing my dog and me. We didn't see them initially. Now they were coming towards me. Unusually, my dog didn't bark. Alowishus, never let a stranger close to me, but he just sat beside me. The next moment, they were standing above me, looking into my eyes.
I didn't feel fear. It was not clear if I was still dreaming until one of them touched my forehead with the pointing finger between my eyebrows. It was on my pineal eye. They had appeared from a distance, and I heard my father's angry shout with probably the loudest voice possible. I was unsure of what was happening as I was still occupation a bubble of dream or reality.
I turned my head to my father, whose face was focused on the other direction ahead of him. I was sitting side-wise to my father, turning my head from him to the spot where he was shouting. I noticed a person in boxer shorts, a white singlet, and a gun pointing in my direction, screaming. I remained there with my dog, and nobody asked me what I had seen.
I trusted and believed that the neighbor, a policeman, had seen something by the way the gun was loaded. He had his finger on the trigger in a shooting position and was shouting. I don't know why, but his actions and movements were not very friendly, more of a warning. He was eliminated that day and had to maneuver within the next two days. I never saw or heard from him again.
The explanation for the way he had acted was that my dog was barking, and he wanted that to prevent it immediately. That was his answer to my father, which my father reported to police headquarters, to someone my father personally knew.
If you have had or had an experience like this or a similar one or you know someone who did, mention it. Find others that have similar or the same experience. Learn more about it rather than trying to shut it out of your life, which you can't. You'll be surprised what you can learn when you study yourself.
If you have nobody to speak to, about paranormal phenomena, you are heartily welcome to share your story with me. I would love to listen to your story.