Since the existence of aliens has ceased to be a mystery, people are afraid that they will be abducted by unknown creatures. Some people prefer to consider stories about alien contacts as a reason to see a psychiatrist, but many listen to them. The participants in the events are confident in their own memory, they always have arguments confirming the correctness: they really left the planet on flying saucers.
A number of stories seem particularly compelling.
Gray head
I was ten years old then, I remember everything well. I had a habit of looking out the window before going to bed, to see if everyone was in the yard, as usual. I heard a loud sound, harsh and unpleasant, and on the street everything lit up, as if the sun had peeped out. But this could not be, there was not even a lamppost in the yard.
The eyes were used to the bright light, and I opened them again. A huge gray head with black spots instead of eyes was staring at me through the window. I rushed to hide under the covers. Nothing else changed, and I crept cautiously to the windowsill. A black silhouette appeared in the window, someone tried to penetrate into my room through the blinds. I remember how everything disappeared at that moment, I remember the horror, I still feel it as I remember. I could not scream or call my parents, as if I was petrified like a monument. A few hours later I woke up, for some reason already in bed. I still don't know how I ended up in it.
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Incomprehensible stranger
By the end of the nineties, the parents decided to get out of Russia, tired of the crazy life. We ended up in the Emirates. Parents were renovating a new house, so they had to make room. My brother and I were put together in one big bed, I was 10 then, my brother, it turns out, 3. One night he stirred me up, as soon as I opened my eyes, I realized: my brother is very much afraid of something. I didn't understand what could have scared him.
At that moment, when I began to crawl out from under the covers, I understood the reason for the horror: no one knew who was standing next to the bed, he simply had no face. I myself was scared, and then this creature somehow stretched out its neck so that its head separated us from my brother. After that, it was like a blackout, and when my brother and I woke up, we looked at each other and, screaming, rushed into my parents' bedroom.
If it was a dream, I would only dream about it, but we both remember, even my brother, even though he was little. We rarely discuss this story, but we would like to understand what happened then. 25 years have passed, but I still feel horror, and would very much like to understand what happened to us then.
Against will
I can't say for sure if they were aliens or even fabulous creatures. But I definitely ended up with them where there is no entrance for other people. I was indeed kidnapped. A group of friends and I went on vacation to the park, and I suddenly felt that time around me somehow slowed down, it looks like a movie, like a slow motion. A few minutes, according to my feelings, were enough for a complete freeze.
I could not move, not a word to utter, breaths were given with great difficulty. At some point, I was able to open my eyes, I saw: around a dark room and three monitors. A film on the monitors: footage from our vacation with friends. Another couple of minutes and again I cannot open my eyes.
I woke up in the same place in the park, but lying down. The eyes are tear-stained. Friends were just the same scared and confused, someone was crying. Each of us felt someone else's gaze.
We try not to remember this story, and never once spoke about it. But the mystery of what happened to us then still haunts me.
Spooky stories
All this horror came into my life from childhood, I was very tiny. My family moved to another city, and for some reason I was afraid to sleep in a new place. The first abduction I remember happened after the doctor's visit.
My classmate got sick, and they gave injections to everyone who played with him. As soon as the medicine began to be injected, I saw unfamiliar silhouettes in front of me. After that I see them quite often, but I don’t remember the details of the communication, most likely my memory is being erased.
The last time I saw them was on my birthday, I turned 27. I got into the car, going to the holiday, a round object appeared above me. He moved in my direction, a rumble was heard, this sound was very painful, so much so that I fell unconscious and I don't remember if there was something afterwards.