Alien Presence Helped Me Choose Life Over Suicide
Here are my 2 stories, 1 that I have shared on ParanormalQA. I think about the 2nd story almost everyday, hoping one day whoever or whatever was in that UFO would see me face to face for me to give them a big thank you.
So here’s the story:
I’m a kid in elementary school and I just took an interest in ESP, the paranormal basically, and aliens. One night, I watched a show about aliens that we rented from a video tape renter. I began feeling this weird, mean, being watched feeling from my room. In my mind, it was as if there were about two people or aliens outside my room watching from outside but they made me feel uncomfortable. I went to sleep anyways.
In the middle of the night, I woke up, which was highly unusual at the time for me. I could somehow “feel”, or sense, if that makes sense, again 2 people or aliens behind me near the window. My back was facing the window. I decided I should turn around and see who was there, even if I was scared, and right when I was about to move (or I moved a little, it’s been a while) to turn an see who it was, I felt a needle stab me right into my neck on the top bone of it or close to it. I tried moving again to get away but I felt this gooey stuff rush through my body whenever I tried moving that would paralyze me. In my mind the gooey stuff looked green in my body. Soon enough I was stuck in one position and then everything turned to black.
Then I began having a dream that I was running around my neighborhood barefoot chasing after a grey alien. The grey alien and I got to the point where we switched who’s chasing who for a few short seconds, then I was chasing it again, then it slowed down and thought and said, “Wait, what? What am I doing? Why am I doing this?” so it stopped running around, gave me the “whatever” hand motion and then after that, it disappeared somehow (I kinda forgot how but I want to say it hid in some bushes and it was gone after that. That’s where my dream ended.
After that, I woke up in the morning on the same side that I was left paralyzed at night. The blankets were moved slightly “off” from how they were when I was asleep but everything looked almost the same. I had this big feeling and knowing I got left with a mark on myself by something so I checked my left hand that I was on my left thumb I found a mark. It was a purple triangle with the tip facing my nail and it was almost perfect. It slightly hurt when I touched it, but after the first few touches, it didn’t hurt anymore. I was scared. I tried rubbing the mark off and it wouldn’t come off. I told my mom and showed her the mom and she said it was a bruise, but I said it didn’t really hurt much. She said I must have had a nightmare and hurt myself.
I went to school and showed my friends the mark on my thumb and told them mt story and they were like “no way!” and they tried rubbing off the mark but it wouldn’t come off. I asked them to check the back of my neck for any markings and one friend said I had a small marking on my neck but it was faint I think. The mark on my thumb lasted for about 3 months or so and I didn’t do anything to it, I just left it alone. Eventually, it was gone.
After that, I was very scared of aliens and did not get into alien stuff until the last few years. I forgot to mention, my family and I saw a UFO in the mountains during the Perseid meteor shower before I got that marking I believe. That’s when I tried talking telepathically to whoever was in the UFO and that’s when the UFO began following us in the car while we were driving away. After that, my brother and I would ask in our heads for UFOs to pop out in the middle of the day and we would see something. It was pretty cool.
So what happened that night with the triangle marking? Was it sleep paralysis plus a nightmare? And one more thing to note, recently, after almost my whole life of my thumb being normal, that same thumb that had a mark is tingling at random times.
For this second story, I had just had a fight with someone and that person ended our friendship which meant so much to me. I had asked “good” aliens from Sirius to protect me while I walked in the middle of the night. I got home and and was so angry and depressed that I was crying into my pillow in my bed. I became suicidal and had asked Archangel Michael to take me into Heaven (healing) as soon as I died in my sleep that night. I really didn’t want to live anymore.
Suddenly, with my eyes closed and facing away from the window, there was this bright light shining in. I knew at that moment, inside, it was the aliens I had asked for help to walk with me and that they were back to save me from my path I was choosing. But, I had anger inside saying “no, it’s not true, it’s not aliens, why would it be?” I kept hearing people crying in my head and people calling my name in my head and saying “Please…Please..”. At first I thought they said, “Please leave Chris” but that seemed to make no sense to me and seemed kind of mean, I mean they were crying for Christ’s sake, and then I decided to dump the skepticism and turned around to see the bright light outside my window. And there it was. A huge, bright ball of light that looked like a literal star outside of my window!
In my head at that same moment I saw it, I had the biggest and loudest yell and an image of 4 people/aliens inside the UFO in the very front, looking like angels in some photos I have seen before, but like regular people, no wings. They yelled out to me, “Please don’t leave!” Then, as soon as I felt scared of the whole situation, the UFO zoomed upwards and left in high speed.
After that, of course, I chose life over suicide. I feel those aliens care about me, they made me feel like I am here, alive for a reason. I felt loved when I needed it most, even if it was a scary time. I am grateful for that experience.
Thank you for reading,