01-05-2010, 10:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-05-2010, 10:06 PM by kristy1111.)
I had the strangest experiences as a very, very young child...I doubt I was even two years old yet. I remember these experiences as if they happened yesterday and the memories are very clear. I remember that each day my mom would put me down for a nap in my crib. As I sat in my crib looking around, I would look out the window and then far away I would see something quite far away that resembled a rod.
I would stand up in my crib, and gaze out the window, wondering what it was. It was flying through air, at great speed. I sensed that it was AWARE of me, and that it was coming towards ME on purpose. It had intelligence and I knew it.
As it got closer, I noticed it was pretty straight, and was colored like a curtain rod - whitish but also a bit metallic. It was about six or eight feet long, and as it flew the air, its ends would move up and down. I was filled with fear, and when it got right up to my window, it would bang on my window over and over again.I would stand up in my crib, and gaze out the window, wondering what it was. It was flying through air, at great speed. I sensed that it was AWARE of me, and that it was coming towards ME on purpose. It had intelligence and I knew it.
I would go hysterical and be jumping in my crib, having major panic attacks. My mom would run in and grab me out of the crib, and I would look and the rod would be gone. Mom would sit me on the kitchen counter and give me orange juice in a tin cup and try to calm me down. I couldn't tell her what was happening because I couldn't communicate well at that age.
All these years, I haven't been able to figure out what was happening to me, but I can tell you this...it wasn't a dream, and it happened repeatedly. What I am wondering is, have any of you had a similar experience or heard of something like this, and do you have ANY clue what it may have been?
I also remember, as a younger child, watching flying things in the air that I figured were small airplanes. They were even smaller than a Cesna (don't know if that's spelled right) and they were made of metal and were a medium brown color. As I grew older, I stopped seeing them, and haven't seen them since.
I even remember being a newborn. I remember seeing a red swing on my grandma's front porch, and watching faces as family members passed me around. I remember my arms or hands brushing along my bare belly (it was summer) and I could feel my crunchy umbilical cord stump.
Straaaaange. Any comments on the pole, or anything else?
Addendum: The red porch swing was verified by family members as being on grandma's front porch and there are a few photos of it that I found later.
I talked to my mom a couple of years ago about the screaming incidents in the crib, and her running in to see what was wrong. She said, "Yes, that really did happen all the time! I didn't know what was wrong with you but you were terrified! I can't believe you can remember that - you were so tiny!"