Abducted by Aliens
Or How I Learned to Cope With High Strangeness, Government Harassment, and My Mother (a True Story)by Chuck Weiss
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54: A Sinister Turn of Events & Eleven Years of Silence
(From Pages 114 – 116 of
Abducted by Aliens
, By Chuck Weiss)
Tuesday: May 30, 2006
It has been over eleven years now since I’ve added anything to my UFO journal. I obviously didn’t take upresidence on another planet. Not that the extraordinary events that had suddenly taken hold of my life hasended. On the contrary, they continue unabated to this day. November 27, 1994, however, marked a sinister turn in these events, for it was on that day that I came to realizethat Aliens were not my only visitors in the night. Here is my last journal entry.
Sunday: November 27, 1994
I went to bed about 12:30 this morning, after working at my computer for a few hours on this journal. I wokeup because something very strange happened in my sleep. I was asleep when, all of a sudden, I couldn’t breathe through my nose. First everything was fine, then Wham! Both nostrils were completely blocked, forcing me to start breathing through my mouth. I tried to wake up, but felt restrained and couldn’t open my eyes. I then slipped into deep unconsciousness. When I did wake up, I felt like I was in some kind of altered state. My perception was distorted and I found it hard to focus my attention. It felt as if I was moving in slow motion, but the feeling dissipated in a minute or two, leaving me feeling “normal.” I was shaken from the memory of the “attack” on me in my sleep and knew that something highly unusual had happened. The Grays had never had to use physical force on me before, and I had definitely been physicallyrestrained. I walked around my studio apartment and noticed that there were several things that were not as I had left them before I went to bed. I had laid the freshly printed pages of my journal on my computer table last night, in a neat pile. This morning the top page was askew, as if someone had picked it up and laid it back