Real Abduction? Or Vivid Imagination?

I want to relate a personal story of an event that took place 30 years ago this coming July. I was an average 12 year old boy living in Indianapolis. I had never heard of, or even seen a drawing of, any kind of alien. My family was very "down to earth" and did not discuss anything supernatural or unusual. (Except bigfoot and God).

With that said... it was late, approximately 11 PM as my mother had just stuck her head out the back door to tell me so. She yelled that it was time to come in and then went back inside. I was standing in the back yard with my next door neighbor/best friend and had been discussing the typical interests that early 80s preteen boys would have. If I remember correctly it usually involved coming up with gross jokes.
I acknowledged that I heard and was on my way in. Now, the angle from where I was standing to the back door was in alignment with a flight path from our airport. Often planes would take off and fly at that angle over our house. I never thought it was a big deal as I enjoyed watching those big planes.
As soon as my mother went back in, with both he and I looking in that direction, a bright orange/yellow glow appeared over my house. My friend and I watch with curiosity as a spherical object came over my house and paused directly over us. As we stood there staring straight up I felt everything slow down. I tried to look at my friend but it took what seemed like forever to tear my gaze from the object and redirect it to him.
When I did I noticed this orange/yellow radiance was all around us. He was staring slack jawed straight up. I turned my gaze back to the sky only to see the object was not there anymore.
Everything was normal again. I asked him if he had seen where it went. We gazed around the sky and spotted it near the edge of our horizon. It was moving much faster than any plane I had ever seen... and then it was gone.

I shrugged and thought it was neat. I told my friend goodnight and went inside. My mother asked me why it took me 30 minutes to come in? I shrugged and said "I don't know." Off to bed. End of story right? Nope.

I woke the next morning. As I threw back the covers my feet were dirty and so were my sheets. Now I had a problem with sleep walking so, I simply figured I had went outside sometime during the night. As the day progressed I began to remember images of a dream I had that night. It actually took me a few years for this dream to come completely to the surface. I did not in anyway obsess over it. But, for some reason, It kept coming to mind with a little more information.

I was lying in bed that night after seeing the object above my house. I was sleeping quite well actually when someone poked me. I opened my eyes to see 3 figures standing next to my bed. (If you were standing at the foot of my bed... one on the right, two on the left.) They were dressed in simple clothing, it seemed single piece but, I did not pay enough attention nor cared. The cool thing was they were blue skinned and had big heads. Not huge just slightly larger than mine. More head smaller features. The one standing by himself asked me if I wanted to come with them.
I told them that my mom might get mad. They all chuckled. He? said "Don't worry we are just going for a ride and you will be back before morning."
They were so nice. Their smiles lit up there faces. I remember asking, "Why me?" The tall one, I know this because by then we were walking out the back door, said, "Because we saw who you are."
At this point we were outside and conversation died. Before me, hovering between my home and garage (and slightly above) was an object I had never seen before. Best guess, kinda oval in the middle with a band around the outside. The light was a bit bright. We walked under it and a light just like the one I saw in my yard bathed us all. In a blink we were standing in a round room. At this point there were 5 of them. All smiles.
"What do you want to do?" The tall one asked.
I was amazed and asked if we were flying. Yes was the answer.
"Well then I want to see my house." They gently grabbed me and leaned me forward until I was lying face down in the middle of the room. I remember the tall one saying something I could not understand as everything seemed to disappear. At first I was scared. I was lying there and it seemed as if suddenly I was flying. I could still feel the floor but I could not see it. I heard them all chuckle again. The laugh was what one would hear if they were watching a child discover something new. It made me feel safe. Their smiles creased the corners of their eyes.
I was lost in the view as the craft lifted high into the sky and gave me a view of Indy that I had never seen. There was a lot of conversation while we flew but, I cannot recall any of it.
I have, over the years, looked for something online concerning diminutive blue skinned aliens. Simply because as I got older I felt that was who they probably were. I have not been able to find anything to help.

This is a true event. I recall events as they are detailed here. Even today I wonder if it was all my imagination. I did, and still do, have a vivid imagination. However, part of me wonders.

What do you think? What can you offer? No stupid stuff please. I do not respond to that.

Man thats a great story. Blue huh, did they look like the typical grey but with smaller heads? And what happened after you took off?

reply to post by CharlesBronson


Not like typical Grays. Like a mix between them and us but leaning more towards us. After we took off I was lost in the view of the city below me. That, I guess, is why I did not really recall anything they said during the flight but remember them talking. It was an incredible experience. After Google Earth I went back to my old home and looked at it from the sky. It was very close to what I saw in my dream/abduction.

I just find so little about blue skinned aliens. They like the Smurfs of space. lol

Could have been a dream. I have dreams sometimes about things that happened during the day. But I don't think you were dreaming when you saw that thing outside with your friend.

I've had some dreams too. I know what it's like to be teased by dreams. The brain is inventive.

But I'm not stupid about it. I know people have seen things, or think they have. It's not made up. People who have not been exposed to it think the first thing that comes to mind: oh this is crazy!

Everything that's new and outside familiarity is crazy. But it doesn't have to end there. For most it does.

I've read some things. Somewhere amongst all of it I'm sure there were blue aliens. I had a stint for a few years where I read a lot. It kind of started around 1996 and I was listening to Art Bell.

My hunch is that if they're real then they're mostly observing. Kind of like how we observe animals. I know this is an overused cliche, but that doesn't mean it's untrue. It's my viewpoint. There might be other reasons. But if they're farming us for something then they go through a lot of trouble to keep their presence secret. I don't think farmers go through so much hassle when they slaughter and milk and feed their cattle. A farmer isn't subtle like the "aliens" are claimed to be. This causes me to wonder what it all means. And another thing is that they could destroy us if they wanted. If the stories are to be believed.

reply to post by jonnywhite


It is kind of how I felt during the whole thing. As if they were enjoying watching me enjoy myself. No motive. Nothing sinister. Just observing.

As far as what I saw while awake. I have no doubt about that. At first I pondered a helicoptor because it stopped moving. But, I had never seen one use that corridor for take off from the airport. And, why would it stop? And then seem to magically be at the horizon? It was puzzling but, not disconcerting because I had no background information on "aliens" to support what I saw. It was just neat.

wow . I dont want to crap all over your story, so I,ll just throw some ideas at you. Have you ever had any form of sleep parallasys (spelt wrong I think). Add that to your sleep walking and to what you had seen earlyier. Maybe it was your brains way of explaing the days events. I beleive you saw what you saw, but your brain needed to rationalize it and hey presto blue aliens who speek perfect english take you for a joyride in the stange sphere you saw that day.

reply to post by Sagittarian69

I had to link it:

Very cool story and from my point of view i don't think that it's a dream.
The blue aliens are known to be good and they just gave you the ride of your life.

There are a couple of things i would like to ask you:
a)Did you see them again after that night?
b)"Because we saw who you are." Any clue what did they mean by that.Did you happen to discover "who you are"?
c)Apart from the cool ride did they say anything else?

Anyway here a re a couple of links about blue aliens.Propably you have read them,but just in case you haven't:

www.exopaedia.org...

www.maar.us...

reply to post by Phantom traveller


A) I do not recall ever seeing the blue skinned ones again. But, over the years there have been other dreams of "aliens".

B) The only thing is that when I asked my friend if he remembered what we saw that night he had no recollection. When I tried to explain what happened to us he said I was crazy and laughed. I have always had a vivid imagination. Back then that usually equated to seeing things that other couldn't or wouldn't.

C) I have never been able to recall anything else specifically. I have often thought hypnosis would clear up the issue for me. Although at this point it is mere curiosity for me.

reply to post by etdownunder


I did suffer from sleep paralysis from time to time but, not that night. I believe it could have been just a fanciful dream. Blue skinned humanoid aliens that spoke perfect English would not be a stretch in today's world of Alien sightings.
Back then I had never heard of such a thing. Green was/is my favorite color. Wonder why they weren't green LoL.

reply to post by Sagittarian69


Have you looked into any websites to try and identify what they looked like and what their ship looked like?
Just curious if you could offer more information on appearance of them and the vehicle. Is it possible for you to draw something and post it?

reply to post by Sagittarian69

Great story, I salute you for bringing that out like that. I believe you, and had near like experiences my own self as a young man, and even up to adulthood. I have always wondered at "abductions," because my experiences seemed more like an invitation. I remember clearly the rounded room aboard the craft, and can remember the computers they have, crystalline based. I was shown a great many things, some I have posted in here before. I will say this, once one has seen these things, one never thinks the same way again.

I wonder how long it will take before someone tells you it was demons?

I think it's a great story and nobody can tell you if it was real or not. I have read of blue aliens though and I think they're usually described as even shorter than your avarage grey type, but more stocky. I seem to remember they're also seen wearing long cloaks down to the ground. Didn't Whitley Streiber come across them a couple of times?

reply to post by Sagittarian69

Actually, blue and green and gray eyes are common in northern latitudes where the suns rays encounter more atmosphere on their trek to the surface. My eyes are green and one is green/blue and, as is usual, I am of northern european descent. I did a quick google and saw that reports of skin color (for greys) are anything from greenish-gray to bluish-gray to gray and so on. In general, the gray color is reported frequently. I wonder if, like eye color, the skin color of greys might be influenced by low light levels? They have big eyes so maybe that's another sign that they live in low light levels.

But wouldn't our own skin color be a indicator? Why our eyes? Is there skin different from ours? We don't have people with green skin or blue skin. Should we, given different circumstances?

I read that infants after delivery are bluish/gray, but after a minute or so they get a normal(ish) skin color.

The Betty and Barney Hill case is here:
www.jerrypippin.com...

...She has a bust of the leader that she and Marjorie worked on many years ago. Junior, the name the local school children gave to the peculiar green/gray alien, sits retired in the bedroom on a mantel...

...Although Betty and Barney met the typical small grays with the wrap around eyes, she believes that others have encountered aliens that were much different than the ones they encountered.

The Hill's describe the aliens they saw as being gray. But why is that bust green/gray?

I say all this tongue in cheek. But since there's no empirical evidence, I kind of have to.

We're not going to live forever. These questions we have either will be answered or they won't be. Think of all the people in the past 100 years who had similar questions but never answered them. Just one person, any random person, is going to die never having answered many of the puzzles buried in their mind. Lots of questions are never asked too. All of these things you can hold in your hand (the brain is about 3 lb).

My grandpa said he saw a UFO. He had a million questions. He died recently. We all will.

Betty Hill died of cancer on October 17, 2004.

We're humans. On earth. This isn't science fiction.

I think that (at the end of the day) we're best just tackling things we can handle. There're lots of questions in our world that CAN be answered in our lifetime. I think that there's some reasoning behind why we probably will never know for sure what the aliens are before we die. Maybe the problems we have on our world are more than enough to occupy us, you know? We can still wonder, but have to be responsible.

Just sit for a moment and think about the problems we have. Some of them we may never solve. So many hurting people. We can make tangible impacts every day. We'll be busy forever. All of these things are conveniently within our grasp. We have managed to get here mostly on our own. I used to have a quote on a Michael Jordan picture in my room that said, "No man can fly too high if he flies with his own wings."

We all know, intuitively, that nothing is free, not even the air or the water. We know a lot better now that even the earth is finite. I think that the aliens (and religion and hedonism and other things) represent a urge we have to get away from all this. But I don't think we would understand higher powers than our own. We can barely (if at all) handle our own world. As they say, "You got to crawl before you can walk." No, it's just a desire we have to shut the blinds to this world. I know the pain is real. I am always running too. But I also know that what's good for the species will ultimately overrule anything I (misguidedly) do.

Now if I could just think that learning science was the funnest thing in the world... Or living in Africa in mud huts teaching them how to care for themselves and fortify their society for its future needs. If only all of the things we need to do in this world were FUN. Or better than the stupid things we waste our lives sometimes doing. Like, why am I posting in this forum when I could be doing something good in the world? I waste so much time. I'm not an example for anybody. Successful people don't need to wonder about aliens. That's because they have everything they need here and have no desire to run away from it.

My hope is we discover bacterial or viral ET's and don't overcomplicate things by meeting up with greater powers than us. I just think that we're too restricted by minutia. Hawkings is probably right. We bring up our children over some time, instilling in them discipline and knowledge so they can get by in this world. We teach them to earn their keep so that they will appreciate and understand what went into it. I think that it's the same deal with higher powers in the sense that they can't offer us any more than we can handle. This means that we may as well operate as though ET could care less about us. Or maybe even be hostile.

We're entering into a future of increasing dependence on technology and knowledge and expert skill. There're many frontiers still yet to be found. We're developing chips that we can implant in our brains. We're developing software that's in the beginning stages of reproducing the processes we observe in the brain. We're combating our bad tendencies toward this planet to keep it functional for future generations. We're exploring our genetics and even creating new lifeforms in the lab. We're approaching a day when nanobots could inhabit our body, repairing it alongside the natural repairmen evolution has handed over to us from (countless) previous generations. Every day is a battle. There's a fog of war that always keeps a cloud of mystery and danger over us. Tomorrow is alien to us. And the present and past are too.

We have each other. You're never going to find someone that's a closer friend than another human. Ever heard, "It takes a woman to understand a woman?" Well, that's true. If I was a lobster, I could only guess at what a woman is. I would have to refer to my own experiences and project them onto the woman to understand her. That's lopsided and, for a lobster, the best that it can do. To understand a woman you have grow up like one. You have to experience child birth. You have to know what it's like to be insulted by sexist pigs. You have to know these things and more to accurately project. A friend can't really give you the sure insight you need unless they understand you. That's why I say that the closest friend we will ever find is another human being. I am not excluding other things as potential friends. I consider the earth my friend, for example. But the earth is a distant friend, somebody who is a bit neurotic and sometimes psychotic.

reply to post by autowrench


I expect all sorts of responses were this thread to catch on. However, I am not one to carry on a negative conversation with them.

One thing you said is certain. Once you experience the unexplainable your life is changed forever.

Sounds a lot better than my sleep paralysis experience. Wake up frozen, grey standing above me, high pitched noise and then blacked out. At least you had fun.

hey, just out of curiosity, do you remember the eye colour of the blue aliens? did they have black eyes like the greys?

reply to post by Sagittarian69


That's a very interesting story.I had a similar experience in 2000 or 2001, I can't quite remember the exact year because for so long I tried to deny to myself that it even happened, but I'm pretty sure it was in the summer of 2000 or 2001.I am still not sure what happened and I have never told my story because I wasn't really sure if it was a dream or not and my whole reaction to the experience left me feeling embarrassed and angry because my fear seemed to have gotten the better of me and I reacted in a way that I always thought I never would. Physical evidence I discovered the next morning left me very confused and scared.I applaud your courage for coming out and telling us your story.I hope to share my experience one day.
There are similarities in your story to my experience and frankly it's eerie.The only difference is I have never been diagnosed with sleep paralysis or sleep walking disorder.Also I never saw the colour blue.You don't have to answer this question but could you relay the exact level of fear you felt at first? I know you said you felt safe after but I am amazed that you seemed to remain calm throughout the event.Thanks.peace.

reply to post by mark1167


A child's innocence perhaps. I can only recall that I was initially startled when they woke me up but, never was I afraid of them. Having not been trained to be afraid of such things I had no basis for fear to take root.

I was never diagnosed with sleep paralysis nor sleep walking. But, lol when my parents found me walking around the house and outside on numerous occasions the sleep walking was a given.

I will relate here my very first "strange encounter" I was around 3 years old. My Uncle owned a pig farm. That day my Uncle's had cut limbs from some apple trees. After dark they told the older children to toss the limbs, which still had apples on them, over the fence into the pig pen. I went "to help" lol

I climbed onto the the wooden fence to watch, or as my Uncle called it, to supervise. I quickly grew bored with watching the pigs and began gazing at the sky and that is when I saw him. Racing across the sky was a transparent horseman. Sabre held out as if he was leading a charge. His dress, I later found out, was that of a Union Calvaryman. I was amazed and not one bit afraid. He was far larger than a regular man on horseback and seemed outlined by the stars.

I yelled, "Look!" and pointed into the sky. All that were there were my cousins the oldest perhaps 12. Their eyes turned skyward and they screamed in unison and ran for the house. I stayed for a moment to see the horseman slow and turn his head to look down at me? us? I figured they must know something I don't so I jumped down and ran after them the whole way wondering why they were afraid.

I tell all that to say this. Those two occasions were the only two that did not cause fear in me. I believe that it was because I was a child and not yet indoctrinated into the view of the world held by adults. As an adult fear held me on more than one occasion so, do not be embarrassed to tell your story. In a strange way the fear was not your fault. We are trained to be afraid.

reply to post by devilishlyangelic23


There eyes were dark but, not as large as the greys are depicted. I could not discern a specific color due to the low light.