Over the years I have had many expiriences with aliens. Beginning when I was twelve years old I was laying in bed one night when my body went numb, I wasn't sure if it was from the acid trip or what, I was taken in on a small alien vessel used for expirementation on humans. As I was laying there the numbness went away as I felt my skin being cut open by a very hot laser. I felt many cold metalic objects going in the incision in my chest moving and cutting. When I woke up the next morning I went to school and completely forgot about it until me and one of my friends were talking about a science fiction movie we had seen at the theatre a week ago about aline invaders. I quickly ran inside and looked at my chest were I noticed a scar and fearing I would get caught using drugs I never told anyone about my experience until I wrote my first book about my experiences called "Aliens and Acid Trips". My second abduction happend when I was 23 years old, I was walking down street at about 4:20 in the morning after I had been in a back alley expanding my mind, and BOOM!!!! I dropped to the ground I was numb like last time and a bright light came over me, the next thing I knew there was a cold probe going into me. When I woke up the next morning I was very sore and wasn't sure what happend the night before. Then two years later I was abducted while in a crack house passed out on the floor and I was taken to the future in the late 2000's where I learned alot about the future of america, and the alien war on america (for more info about this visit my fiirst theory). Till this day I have been abducted over 200 times, I am currently being abducted once a week.
I will put more specifics on other abductions later.
My Gang experiences have been many when I was a teen I joined a gang called the purple slushies (which was made fun of on the popular tv show reno 911). We were a hard gang bangin crew that used to light up in back alleys and beat up old hobos, when one day this guy came to us with his experiences with aliens and I told him about mine and he ended up becoming the leader of our gang. After a few years of spreading the word a man fromthe local crazy house came and picked him up, he was an escapee that just exploited our gang to make our credibility bad and everyone thought we were psychotic. Well to get back as that crazy bastard we went to the nearest crack house and stole a few cars (stealing cars from crack houses is the easiest because they are all either passed out or too high to do any) and went to the crazy bin, when we got there we realize that we were too stupid, weak, and scared to do anything so we just went to the nearest ally and shot up some "medicinal" heroin. |
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