“I thought I would share my own story.

This did not personally happen to me, for

all I know it could be totally made up. But it was so crazy it just might be real!
Back in mid-2011, I was working a temporary job as a Data Collector, at White Sands
Missile Range in New Mexico. I am a former military service member and my
qualifications landed me the job. Anyway, my job was fairly simple. I would
document technical data on new communications equipment being field tested by the
Army's Operational Test Command (OTC). One of the technicians that worked with me
was also a Field Technician for DirectTV or Dish. We would work long hours
alongside the OTC staff and became good friends. Working long hours out in the
middle of nowhere, story-telling became a good way to kill time.

One particular occasion he shared a very strange story. He recounted working with
the satellite provider out of Deming, NM - a small town, west of El Paso, TX. One
day, a call came in about a service installation within his area of responsibility.
He was assigned a partner and they both drove out to the property to install the
service. The property was a ranch house in the outskirts of the Luna County Line, a
good driving distance from Deming, NM. When they arrived at the property, they
called the owner to inform her that they were at the entrance to her gate. A few
minutes later, the owner, an older woman in her 70s or 80s, drove up to open the
gate for them. They introduced themselves and proceeded to follow her back to her
home. Along the way, he said, he noticed a lot of strange sculptures lining the
dirt road. The sculptures were made of sheet metal, aluminium and wood. He said
they looked like huge wind-chimes, wind-mills, and other odd forms. What struck him
was the size and complexity. Upon arriving to the house, they got to work.
Everything seem normal about the property aside from the sculptures.

After an hour or two of working out in the hot New Mexican heat, he and his partner
took a break. The old woman came outside and gave them some water and was very
friendly. The old woman was very excited about her new service, she told the men
her husband had passed away a few years back and she could use the entertainment,
since she lived by herself. After installing the dish on the roof the techs asked
permission to enter the house to set up the receiver and run the wires. The old
woman was a bit hesitant but agreed to let them in the house. Once inside the home,
my friend said both of them became startled. Inside the home were dozens of
concrete 'alien' statues. Yes, aliens, Greys to be exact. They were lifelike, had
limbs, fingers, eyes, mouths, he could see wrinkles, scars, too precise to be
molds, or copies. They were everywhere, in the hallway, in the kitchen. No two were
the same! They were different sizes, some taller than others. There was no reason
or rhyme to them. Some were staring at the wall. Some were in the way. Just
strange. He remembered thinking, who the hell put all these statues here? Surely,
the old woman couldn’t have done that. Nonetheless, the men got to work and decided
to keep their thoughts to themselves.

A short time later, the woman broke the ice by talking about the concrete statues.
She stated, her husband was a 'engineer' with / at US Air Force in Roswell, NM. In
mid-1947 an alien craft crashed at a ranch there. She said her husband not only
worked at the alien crash site but had PROOF! He said the old woman shared her late
husband's personal photo album. It contained typical photos you would expect to
see. Wedding pictures, family portraits, but it turned strange when they saw old
pictures of alien remains and of the wreckage, almost evidence like, with
measurements... CSI type stuff. He could not believe it! He surely thought this
lady was insane or clearly pranking them. The woman went on to explain, that
government officials and engineers were able to decipher messages and symbols
etched into the spaceship. Her husband became obsessed with them. She said her
husband along with others were able to decipher that the 'origins of humanity were
at the edge of the Moon'. Whatever that meant. She went on to say that was the
reason behind the space race with the Soviet Union. That NASA's missions were some
sort of cover up, the real reason Americans went to the Moon was to validate the
evidence they had found in Roswell, NM. She explained that after her husband
retired, he was convinced that the origins of humanity were not at the edge of the
Moon, but at the edge of Luna County. 'Luna' means moon in Spanish. Her husband and
her bought a few acres of land at the edge of the county line and he continued to
search for answers and build those strange sculptures until his death. The old
woman said that after her husband passed, she became depressed and very ill and
could not continue her husband's work.

It was at that time that the 'greys' started manifesting. At first it was one, then
two. Sometimes they would go weeks without appearing. But over the months and
eventually years, they starting manifesting in the dozens. She used the term
"manifest" meaning they would just materialize in and out of space and time. She
said they were nocturnal beings and hated the daylight. During the night they would
manifest and keep her company, using telepathy to communicate with her. She said
they cured her illness and depression and became very fond of her. She would spend
long hours at night talking about humanity, and our imperfection and our
destructive nature. She went on to explain that because they were nocturnal, during
the day they would sleep or hibernate by turning to stone...as a way to protect
their bodies from the sunlight. That is why she needed satellite service! Because
during the day she had nobody to keep her company and she would get bored!

My friend remembered experiencing strange feelings of being watched by the statues

and experiencing the so-called fun house effect. Becoming disoriented at times.
They completed the work, showed the old woman her new satellite service! She was
elated! She thanked them for their service and just like that, it was over. The
drive back to Deming was quiet. Who would believe them? Did they see what they
thought they did? Was it an elaborate hoax by an old woman? They ended up sharing
the story with those who were crazy enough to listen to it. When he shared his
story with me I was dumbfounded. Such a crazy story! Again, not my experience,
simply a story that my friend shared with me. Real? maybe, I don't know...hope you
enjoyed it!”