Posted by Linda Lacy-Green (195.92.168.167) on August 23, 2001 at 07:46:24:
I'll start by saying Hi, and that I've never used a type writer in my life so I could be here for days writing
this, although six months ago I would have said anyone saying they have been abducted were
nutty. Well now I'm one of those nutty people. I am a 48 year old housewife and live just outside
London. When I was a baby a ghost or what I thought was a ghost used to visit me and give me a sweet to
eat. So from then on I had my own personal ghost living with me, then we moved, but
it come with me. Where ever I went it was there always helping. (Lots to tell but take to
long) Now 6 years ago my friendly ghost starts to get very friendly (you know what I
mean) please don't switch off I know this sounds nutty. Anyway I tried to fight and it hit me round the face then I
couldn't move. It was on top of me and then slowly went through me, as this happened I felt the sensation of having
sex. I Told my husband but he dismissed it as a dream. I thought it was a different
ghost. So when it turned up 2 nights later I thought be brave and don't fight it. Well
I couldn't if I tried, I couldn't move, and my eyes would not open. It then went slowly through me and the feeling of having sex was very
strong. I must confess at the time I didn't want it to stop. As it went through me something went across my hand and I shut my fingers and felt like a sack material then it was
gone. I tried to find out if anyone had died in the house. Or was the house built on a bombed
site. No to all of that. Then the ghost started floating me out of the room through the
ceiling. Yea right! your thinking. I kept turning it over through my head how can a ghost do all these things that are happening to
me. I never told my husband or daughter what was happening (More to tell but to
long) 6 months ago my 23 year old daughter came out of her bedroom and said she had been floating round the room and that she went out through the window and came back later through the
ceiling. My first thoughts were that I'm not nutty. In the last 6 months it has gone really crazy in this house they take me at least 5 times a week my daughter only remembers once a week but I'm sure it's
more. I always feel pregnant and about every 12 weeks I feel as if I've had a baby. There
be blood on the sheets but nothing on me or my nightdress. We have scars, my daughter has something behind her ear we don't know
what. I have fresh needle marks every morning they have a circle round them and turn into moles after a few
days. I have woken with blood on my chest and when I wash the blood off they was a scoop mark
there. We have had balls of light go across the ceiling and go into the wall. Now
this is going to sound strange I know but the alien stand in the walls behind our head in bed my daughter agrees the same in her
room. They gentle touch you and that's it off you go. Now I always remember going up through the ceiling and seeing the door of the craft and I always remember come back with a blaze of flashing
lights (more to tell here) but the middle bit is always patchy. Our eyes are bad at the moment we went down the doctors and he took swabs and for the first time in twenty years of this
practice the swabs went missing. They took more swabs but they came back saying there is nothing wrong with
our eyes that was 3 months ago and they are still not right. Another strange thing is we seem to know what each other is
thinking, and sometimes other people. Sometimes we know things seconds before it
happens, like I started braking in my car for no reason then something happens in front which I know I would have been involved
in. Over the last 6 months I have been through so much fear and there is no-one to help me or my
daughter, there is no getting away, my daughter went to Spain and a little girl came and took her up through the
ceiling. My daughter said the little girl had a chubby face and was talking to her but she can't remember what she
said. I don't know how long we're gone every night but I am so tired all the time. Even
if I take a nap they come for me then when I come back I feel so drugged up dizzy and
sick. You can't talk to anyone. How are we suppose to live with this. I can't believe myself what a state I'm in when I come back I mean what have they done to us all these needles what are they putting in me or taking
out. I swear all of this is true I could go on more but I don't wish to bore anyone. I
must admit I'm glad that I've read that it is happening to other people I know that sounds
strange. I just wish there was help out there and there's not. I don't even know if they are good or
bad. I always seem happy to go now. It's when I've been back for half hour that I start freaking
out. When I go it's as if they have taken my fear away but I get it back when I return. I
just wish someone could help me.