True UFO and Alien Encounters
My father had a UFO encounter and abduction. I doubt if my father will ever admit this event publicly. My family members remember this event as if it had taken place yesterday.

Years before his retirement, my father was employed with the U.S. Government stationed at a remote location. He was returning home, late at night, when he saw a multicolored object silently floating in the sky. After driving a short distance the object landed on the side of the road. He stopped and became afraid and excited at seeing his first unidentified flying object.

Later that evening, my father awoke everyone in the household, and he told us of an incredible story of his UFO encounter and abduction.

The aliens showed him a living story of wars and equipment and machines yet to be invented. To this day my father keeps insisting that we were dreaming and making up stories of this true encounter.

The next working day, he submitted a written report to his supervisors. That evening, my father returned from work. We were anxious to hear what he told his supervisors. The following day, my father went back to work. Normally, my father would return nightly from work.

Due to the uniqueness of the event, my father was questioned extensively by unknown military men and government officials. For days thereafter he was interrogated by various government agencies and military personnel from Washington and the Pentagon. My father was kept away from us for an extended period.

As told by the aliens, my father told the government officials of futuristic events. They ordered my father never to divulge his story to anyone again.

Shortly after this true encounter, strange men dressed in dark black suits, driving dark black cars, and wearing dark black colored glasses would visit us or drive around our neighborhood. I remember a visit by military men at our house. The military men wanted to talk to my father alone. After a long time we went back inside and we saw my father sitting on the couch and he appeared hypnotized.

The bible and God's words have been very comforting for us.

Here is a true encounter that my younger sister remembers:
I was 7 years old, sick in bed with the chicken pox. My mother was busy washing clothes. I heard a knock on the door. I let my mother know that someone was knocking and she answered. I heard my mother's voice repeating and stating that my father wasn't home. I went to check who the visitor were and I stood behind my mother. I heard my mother say, "I told you my husband isn't home, you could talk to him at work". She described to them my father's work location. The Speaker, (whom I refer as the person who spoke), said "No, your husband's co-workers told us he was sick at home". My mother replied "yes, he was sick, but he felt better, so he went to work". That's when I moved to my mother's side to get a better view of the visitors. I saw 3 men standing outside the screen door. I noticed my mother holding the screen door handle to prevent the men from entering the house. All 3 men were dressed in identical black suits, white shirt, black tie and dark colored sun glasses. They each had a pale complexion.

The Speaker was the smallest person of the three. He looked down and noticed me watching him. The other two visitors were a little taller than the Speaker who continued looking at my mother.

The Speaker asked me about my father, who I was, and who was home. He also asked if I was old enough for school and why I wasn't in school. The Speaker asked what type of illness I had and that I should be treated, my mother told them I had chicken pox. The Speaker stated “normally with chicken pox you have scars but I don't see any”. I showed him my chicken pox bumps on my face and back.

The visitor closest to the door appeared to be looking throughout the house, while the middle person stood and looked at my mother, the man near the door hinge looked down at me and nodded. The middle man looked down staring at me. His stare frightened me. Even though I couldn't see his eyes, I feared him.

I told my mother I was going back to my bed my head didn't feel too good. The Speaker looked at the man standing in the middle and noticed him gazing directly at me. I become very tired and groggy and felt a need to sleep and went back to my room and heard a voice say, "I'm sorry for interfering or something like that, and we will return later".

I heard the front door closing. I peaked through the window blinds and I saw the visitors leave. One of the men turned and he noticed me watching them. He lifted his sunglasses and his eyes were completely black without any whiteness like a normal eye.

I heard the fence door close and I reopened the window blinds and watched the men enter their car. The men drove a long, dark black colored car with dark tinted windows. I walked to the kitchen area and noticed my mother physically frightened. I told her the men left.

We walked outside and the vehicle disappeared. We didn't see the vehicle down the road nor did we see it leave the compound. It was as if the vehicle disappeared.

That evening, my father returned home from the work. My mother mentioned these visitors coming to the house. My mother asked my father if he received any visitors at his job site. My mother informed my father that the visitors stated my father wasn't at work and that someone at work told them he was sick at home. A verbal disagreement broke out amongst my parents. My father stated he worked at a different job site; and that they could contact a local neighbor for verification. My father then questioned me about these visitors, who these men were, and what they were dressed like. I described these men to my father, and about the visitor’s black eyes. My father thought I was making the eye part up. That evening my parents kept all of us children indoors. We weren’t allowed to play outside. My parents waited for the visitors to return, but they never arrived.

A few days later, we again received visitors. The visitors arrived in a black U.S. Air Force government vehicle. My father was home it may have been a weekend since all my brothers and sisters were home. Two men, dressed in military clothing were standing at the door asking for my father. With my fathers’ permission, my mother let them in. I remember the uniforms, the medals, and the shiny black shoes plus the name tags of the uniforms. They introduced themselves to my parents.

They both sat down near my father who was sitting on the sofa. They asked who was home, if anyone was sick, and if we had anyone come by before them. My father mentioned that we were all home; yes, a child was sick with the chicken pox, and yes, 3 men dressed in black stopped by while he was at work. The military men wanted to talk to my mother, to get more information about "them". Only one military man spoke, the other officer, wrote things down, using a large yellow writing tablet.

The officer writing the information asked my mother if "the kids" could play somewhere. My father became upset and he asked as to "who was he to be ordering his children out". My father was concerned and he didn't want the children to be playing outside alone. The military man then asked if there was someplace in the house where the kids could play. The officer stated that he didn't want us to hear what they would be talking abour.

We children were all led into the kitchen. The military men spoke with my mother, they finished getting information from her and then they asked her to "tend" to the children.

We must have been playing loud. My father asked my mother to take us outside. We played and waited a long time in our back yard. My mother sat on the concrete steps, while we played nearby. My mother then asked one of my younger brothers to check to see if the military vehicle was still there. My brother reported that it was gone, and we all went back inside.

My father was sitting alone; just staring at the wall, my mother asked my father if he was okay and why they were here and what they wanted. My father couldn’t remember what was stated, and he couldn’t remember when they had left.

That following weekend, Friday, my parents decided to stay away from our community, so we went to the mountains. I had sat in the back of the pickup truck with my brothers and sisters. Near our cabin, I looked up and saw a shiny silver object in the sky. It seemed to be moving up and down. I yelled at my mother through the side window about this object. She told me not to look up. I looked up again and that object wasn't there anymore. My mother and I visited my grandmother, while my father stayed and cleaned the cabin.

That evening, we realized there were two moons in the sky. Our parents didn’t want us to go to the bathroom alone, and we were only allowed outside in groups of two or three. That night we heard a soft humming sound, the sound was so soothing that we must have all fallen off to sleep. The next day we were all tired, my mother prepared breakfast for us, while my father went to visit my uncle. My uncle wanted to go to town, but it was already too late in the day, so we just stayed home. My fathers watch stopped, the clock near my parents bedside was at 7:00 in the morning. I didn't recall much thereafter, that night I only saw one quarter moon the other full moon was gone.



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