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TRUE STORY OF MY UFO ABDUCTION. ON SEPTEMBER 11, 1982, AT 5AM, I WAS DRIVING TO NYC ON RT 80, JUST OUTSIDE CLARION, PA.
It was a clear, still-dark morning. I was just driving, trying to stay awake, listening to the radio, when the radio got all static-y. I heard a man's very clear voice say, "We have come to bring Peace". And the radio went dead. I consciously thought I must be out of range of a tower, and shut off the radio.

A few minutes later, it seemed, I saw a Brilliant white light coming in above the tree tops to my right. At first I thought it was a star because the night was so dark. However, the light kept coming closer, at a rapid rate of speed until this object was hovering over the road right in front of my car. I was still driving.

Then, I started processing.... . Plane... no. Helicopter.... no. Glider.....no. You go through EVERY flying object you have EVER heard of, and then......

This is a UFO!

It looked the classic domed top and was round, with windows just above the disk. There were beings looking down at me, three of them. I could hear humming, and of course, the light streaming off the bottom of the craft. The whole thing stretched from berm to berm of the highway, pretty big. The next thing I consciously remember was (still I am driving my little blue Toyota), the craft flying off to the left of the highway, going down, and the lights going off. I knew what I had seen, just not what had actually happened until I under went hypnosis two years later. When I reached NYC, then, and was getting ready for bed, is when I noticed the two distinct red marks on my left lower abdomen. So, I was, in fact, taken aboard the UFO and examined, and given the message that I would be kept here during and AFTE the Earth shift, to act as an aid, a helper of sorts. . that I was under a special protection....

Then, after the exam, like gallant hosts, they gave me a tour of the ship. I remember seeing the control room, lights everywhere, blue, red, yellow, green, all primary colors. I was shown a 'holding' room, don't know what else to call it. This room had rows and rows of stacks of beds, three high, all around, one after the next. They had taken a part of me, my astral?, which I saw lying in one of the beds. They said, 'that is your essence'. Overall, they were very kind. All communication was telepathic. That again, what communication will be at some point, with our minds to each other.

I was told, when on board ship, I would be kept here during/after the shift as, basically, a resource person.... one who remembered... a teacher of the 'old knowledge'... that is the only way I can describe the message I received. Also, I was told one of their beings would be inhabiting my body, along with my conscious self. Her (I felt a female presence) name was __Biruan.... nibiruan. At the time, I wrote the name down on a piece of paper, and the paper just disappeared. I had it in my dresser drawer, which no one went into. Could never find it, so remembered part of the name. So important to write things down as soon as they happen. Then, now, the name resonates with Nibiruan. At this point in time is when I became extremely sensitive, intuitive, or psychic, if you will, and have since become well-known in that field. I think, because only Truth comes through and people appreciate that.

'They' told me I would never age, as of course I have, but no wrinkles of note, but I would hold weight on until such 'time'. Most of my friends are at least 20 years younger than I am. They all say, they cannot believe me when I tell them how old I really am. When I went to a meeting a few years ago, somebody asked me (in a room full of people, a round table) how old I was. I said, 'how old do you think I am?' This man looks me over real good and says, 'Oh, 26, not more than 30'. I said, 'well, I am 60 years old'. His jaw literally dropped. Truth of the story, the guy died shortly thereafter of a heart attack.... It is true he died, but not from the truth of my age. (smile)