Posted by Cassie McNair (206.29.123.19) on August 18, 2001 at 16:10:03:
I have always been facinated by ufos, aliens, all kinds of paranormal phenomena you name it. I was also always known as a tomboy. Anyways, I beacame obsessed over the subject. I wanted to study it, to understand it. I had come to my own conclusions about alien abduction. I always believed, and still do believe I think, that aliens had nothing to do with what was happening to people. I believed they were victims too, of our power hungry government. From what I understood, abductees mentioned only remembering te events that took place in dreams or flashbacks of images, etc. I had it all figured out. The government was the ones doing the abductions. I know that it is way beyond our technology as far as we know, but somehow I got the idea that they were replacing our memories with these dreams. I believed they had found some breakthrough, a way to make super humans for a war I believed would be the man made apocalypse. Yeah, I had it all figured out. I was doing my research, supporting others, supporting locally owned ufo/alien education projects, I was SuperGirl or some shit. Until it happened to me. I had witnessed several ufos before, and had been able to give detailed accounts of what I had seen. But this night was going to different. I never thought I could be abducted. I had always wanted to be, I heard other's terrifying accounts, but as my Mom says, I think of everybody's safety and well being but my own. I mean hey, what better research could I get other than to experience the event myself? I'm not going to start off with, "The night was like every other night...", because the night was in every bit unusual. The animals were acting crazy. My dog, who could sit through a tornado and keep her cool was nuts. Running every which way, barking, tugging on everyones clothes... Mom thought there might be something wrong, a fire, a prowler, etc. There didn't seem to be anything wrong. My spoiled princess cat desperately wanted out of the house, she meowed and scratched at the door, I had to chase her when she ran out the door when I took out the trash. They were all crazy. The tv was messing up on and off all night and for some reason I was cons5tantly hungry and thirsty. Whrn the evening finally came to an end, I couldn't sleep. I couldn't get comfortable, I was hungry, I remembered something I was supposed to do, I had unusual dreams and nightmares; never had I ever had so many dreams in one night. I ended up iving up my fitful sleep attempts and watched cartoons with a cup of coffee, cleaning my room, nothing made me tired. At about 4 am I went out on the back porch to play with a former dog Cokie and to read a book under the stars. After about 45 minutes I heard something in the distance, after a minute I saw lightning and the noise again, paranoid me it was thunder. I chased after Cokie, she didn't want to go inside because she liked playing in the rain and mud. Then I saw a man watching me. Trying not to let on I went inside and got a knife, a biggin you better believe. I went back outside and leashed up Cokie. I took her around the block and the man followed us. When it started to rain I went back. While I was putting Cokie away, I heard something move in the grass, good thing I didn't mow. I saw nothing. I then saw a UFO unlike any of the others I ever saw. It wasn't just some distant light doing impossible maneuvers, I could make out a triangular shape, one light on each point, one in the middle. I didn't hear and telepathic communicating, nor did I see any aliens I'd hoped to see. All I saw were men in these suits, as if I was carrying the bubonic plague or something. I felt a little prick as one of the grabbed my arm. I was so entranced by the craft one had managed to catch me. I fell into this state of pure bliss, like my cat gets when she's high on catnip. I wasn't beamed up either, which thoroughly disappointed me. This wasn't like the others had described at all. One of the few things from my theory that did stick was when they took me to a base. The base seemed to be the only thing around for a while. There
were no car filled highways, no neon stores, but the base was so bright it was blinding. I was taken to a room. There were lots of women there ranging from 5 to 85 is my guess. They were all asleep. There was a sudden commotion as a girl about tony's age, 9 years old suddenly flatlined. Nothing sounded right, voices were a blurred caucoughny, every time I moved images blurred, I half expected my life to flash in front of me. I was undressed by a lady who seemed to feel sorry for me. I didn't get a hospital gown like everyone else. The dame lady also injected something into me that knocked me out. When I woke I was dressed and there was a small corwd around me. A man with grey hair and a thick sat and pepper mustache. He looked really strong for his age. There was also a younger guy with brown hair and green eyes and that lady whose name I came to learn was Katelyn. She liked to talk to me about when she was abducted, submitted by her own father, the older guy I saw. The was a loud buzzing sound and then we, all of the women were loaded onto the ship. They started making us take these pills, they said it would make us feel better or something. I almost took it when the lady Katelyn took them back and gave me asprin instead. She winked at me and that was that last that I saw of her. After 15 mintues there were only about 12 of us left to go home. Two men helped me off and a doctor or at least someone who looked like one followed behind us. I asked the men if I could bring the dog inside so she wouldn't get wet and sick and they said something in another language and the blonde guy said the other one would bring her in. I was helped into bed. They turned off my tv for me and injected me with something again. I watched as the sun rose and feeling strangely happy and seeing my life in a new light I slept well into the day, waking at a bit past 11. The storm was still going strong but it wasn't as pretty as it was in the dark. I hardly thought of the incident at all that day, I thought about my life, made changes and ammends, enjoyed my life for what it is instead of worrying about what it wasn't. I made goals, had dreams, a new life almost. I will still research the subject and support others, but I feel different somehow. Right now I don't truly know what to believe, what the truth is, I don't know who to trust, but somehow I don't care. I'll figure it out in good time. I figure if your not facing down demons, you're not really alive. I've started my own e-zine just recently, I think it will help me get closer to other people, give me a sense of community.
My name is Cassie McNair
The URL of my e-zine is: http://homepages.about.com/x1121x/xcp
My e-mail addy is: O_Mousefeathers@yahoo.com
Please keep in contact, and never be afraid to believe.
Thank You,
Cassie