I can't tell you how happy your e-mail correspondence has made me. I can't say I was abducted, but have no explanation as to why the aliens were there with me, or why I’ve been visited most of my entire life. I don't remember being in a 'ship', but I do have stuff on my body. I wrote to Whitley Strieber and was ignored. I really thought he would have helped me, but you are a God-send. For once, I've felt that this is really real, instead of other people thinking I was nuts, you know?

I've told my story to other sites, and have had very few responses. My visitation started when I was about 4, and when I was down for my nap, a humanoid woman and man visited me in my bedroom. They were dressed in 40's style, and this was 1957. As time went on, I've seen silver discs, some very close, some in the distance, but 90% of people scoff when I want to share my story. The big stuff came in the late 1970's and during most of the 1980's.

I don't remember being visited after 1986. But these beings came to my bedside. They didn't look like they walked, but moved swiftly in graceful leaps. They were not 'greys', but had round eyes, no hair, and were about 4 feet tall with wrinkled foreheads.  I might be getting this part mixed up, but they had little tiny sharp teeth. I do know that the floating head that got into my face did have teeth, a very evil looking smile, and stared into my eyes till I would pass out in terror. And when I'd wake up in the morning to go to work, I wouldn't remember till later, then wonder if I was dreaming.

No one that I've spoken to has seen this floating head, but it was there and it was real. I always knew when they were coming and the fear would lock me frozen in bed, I'd hide under the covers, peek and they would be in my room.