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Fans Friends & Readers, here we go again! What do I mean by that? Simple. This is not the first time this blog has been uploaded here only I had deleted my blogs because over the holidays things got busy, that's when I deleted them because I didn't think I could do this, but I realized I was only I promise not to ever delete them again & when I make a promise I keep it.

Now I know alot of
people think they've had alien abductions & I believe them, but what if it's the other way around? What if some how some way we are contacting them on another level & they aren't abducting us so much as they are visiting us.

Please let me explain
what I mean in My First Blog so Read on Dear Reader, Read On!
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It's April 15th, 2009
& I'm standing in the middle of my backyard at night. I am sending a telepatchic message out to The StarPeople. Only after a short time passes, nothing happens & I am disappointed as I go in that.

Much later that night
around 3am I start to hear voices in my head.

"Tom, wake up! Tom
look out the window! Come outside & meet us Tom!" The Voice of a woman keeps getting loudered & louder in my head until I can't ignore anymore, suddenly my room is filled with a bright white light as I sit bolt straight up.

I slwly turn to
my bedroom window then when I look outside I am no longer disappointed as I see not one, but several triangled shapped crafts hovering over my backyard.

"Do not be afraid my son.
Please come outside to meet us in the backyard." I hear the voice of the woman in my mind again.

I quickly slip turn
on my bedroom light, slip into my slippers & put on my robe, as I rush out to the ha;;way when I flick on the hall light & what I see is so shocking & amzaing at the same time I
stop dead in my tracks.

It's my Father which
isn't so shocking & amazing I know, but what he is doing is unreal! I see my Father floating, that's right floating through the hallway. My Father looks at me, but he doesn't say anything to me as he passes by.

I wonder why?
Is it because he's so scared he can't speak? or could he be programmed not to say anything from a higher source of power? So many thoughts run through my mind at that moment.

I follow my Father
as he floats downstairs, through the livingroom, dinningroom, then when we come to the kitchen door he doesn't stop! My Father os pulled right through the kitchen door. I pen t door slowly & follow my father onto the backporch watching him, as he is pulled through the porchdoor! I open the door to the back porch & go outside.

Once out in the backyard
it is a perfect clear starlit night, however there is a very thick layer of green fog surrounding
our backyard, as I watch my atherwho is stillfloating, get swalloed up by the green fog I walk through this patch of green fog & that's when I see it!

A UFO!
Only now the UFOS that were triangled shapped crafts outside my bedroom have now some how changed shapped & foarmed into one very large triangled craft as it hpver right over my backyard. Then I see them The StraPeople, as I see my Father stop floating & his feet tough the grass.

The StarPeople are a Man &
a woman both have blond hair, green eyes & are wearing blue jumpsuits.

"Were you the ones
who were calling me just now?" I
ask them.

"Yes, we were calling
you my son." My StarMother
answer.

"Why were you calling me?" I
ask them.

"Just watch
& you will get your answer." My StarFather
answers me.

I continue to watch
as I see friends & neighbors from nextdoor, across the block from us, float through the patch of green fog & touchdown on the grass. They are all dressed in pajammas or nightgowns.

"Please step forward. Do
not be afraid. We mean you no harm. We are your brothers & sisters from the Cosmos." My StarFather tells everybody telepathically as I hear his voice in my mind.

I watch as one
by one stand under the triangled shapped craft, as a beam of light appears at the bottom of it & transports each one of them aboard until it was time for Father to be transported aboard with my StarMother. Then I look at my StarFather a bit confused.

"Do you understand
what you have just witnessed my son?" My StarFather asks me
Telepathically.

"Not for sure, no." I answer
my StarFather.

"You have just witnessed
a massive alien abduction! What do you think about that?" My StarFather
asks me Telepatchically.

"Interresting." I answer my StarFather, not what to really
say at the moment.

"He just witnessed a
massive alien abduction & he thinks it's interresting! HA,HA,HA,HA!" My StarFather
laughes

"Come my son, it
is time for you to join the others aboard our StarCraft." My StarFather tells me
Telepathically.

I walk over to
my StarFather, we stand together under the craft as I look up towards the craft, suddenly we're engulfed in a bright very bright white light & there's a loud "WHOOSH" sound as I
am transported aboard the StarCraft.

Once aboard the StarCraft,
it looks just like it does outside, a triangle, but it's dark inside. I see my StarMother help my Father aboard a medical table.

"Please sit & wait here my son." My Star Father tells me
Telepathically.

I sit down on
a small bench in what looks like a waiting room or lobby area. (Well, that's just my impression of it) Time passes as I wonder what I am doing here looking out at the millions of stars in the universe it feels like we're in space, as I look out the windows which is a trim around the craft itself.Then I am about to find out my answer, as my StarMother walks over to me & sits down next to me.

"Why did you call us my son?" My StarMother
asks me Telepathically. (When you're aboard these crafts we always speak Telepathically)

"You got my call?
I thought maybe you weren't answering because you didn't get it." I tell my StarMother
Telepathically.

"Yes, but we are
very busy people & we can't always answer you right away only we always listening." My StarMother tells me Telepathically.

"What is it you
would like to know? What troubles you? You may ask me anything you want. I won't laught at you or judge you ever my son." My StarMother tells me
Telepathically.

"Why me?" I ask my StarMother
Telepathically.

"What do you mean?
I am confused." My StarMother answers me
Telepathically.

"Why are you visiting me?
Out of all the millions of people on Earth, why me?" I ask my StarMother
Telepathically.

"Now I understand.It's
because you are honest. It's because of your imagination. You use your imagination more then most do at your age, don't you my son?" My StarMother answers me Telepathically with a question of her own.

"Yeah, I guess so." I answer my StarMother
Telepathically.

"Don't be so ashamed
of using your imagination. You have a wonderul imagination my son." My StarMother tells me Telepathically.

"Not everybody sees that
the same way you do StarMother." I answer my StarMother
Telepathically.

"You shall see that
you are wrong about that because people from all over the world will hear about your fantastic imagination through tv shows & movies that you'll make.You are meant to become an actor, writer & Director of film. " My StarMother
tells me Telepathically.

I drop my mouth
wide open at that moment just the thought about all the information I was given.

"What is it my son?" My StarMother asks me
Telepathically.

"You're starting to freak
me out about this. I mean, I don't have many friends around here who come from an alternate timeline in our not so distance future like you do StarMother." I answer my
StarMother Telepathically.

"I see." My StarMother answers me
Telepathically.

I had to think
for a minute about everything that my StarMother had just told me.

"Is there anything else
you would like to ask me about my son?" My StarMother asks me
Telepathically.

"How can I get people
to hear me ut about my experiences? To listen to me? To take me seriously about them?"
I ask my StarMother Telepathically.

"You need to start
writing down your experiences, because some day you will be a best seller of works based on your own experiences growing up as a Starhild." My StarMother answers me
Telepathically.

"You're freaking me out again!" I tell my
StarMother Telepathically.

"I see, Isthere
anything else you would like to know my son?" My StarMother
asks me Telepathically.

"I remember owning a
device that look like an ordinary fountain pen that was really a time travel device called the Matrix Timer  along with a holobadge. Were those real or only in my imagination like my family tells me?" I ask my StarMother
Telepathically.

"You mean this pen & badge?" My StarMother answers with a question of her own,
Telepathically.

My StarMother shows me
in her hand an ordinary looking fountain & a small badge about an inch thick. They are both gold in color. She twists the pen as a panel opens up showing knobs & dials underneath.

"Then it's for real?
I really traveled through time as a youngster StarMother?" I ask my StarMother
Telepathically.

"Yes. You have done
alot of good in your lifetime my son." My StarMother answers
ne Telepathically.

"I am very proud of you my son." My SyatMother
adds.

My StarMother looks at me.

"What is it my son?
What else is on your mind?" My StarMother asks me
Telepathically.

It's just this writing
that bugs me a little." I answer my StarMother
Telepathically.

"Why?" My StarMother asks me
Telepathically.

"I can't do it." I answer my StarMother
Telepathically.

"Why not?" My StarMother asks me
Telepathically.

"Because I get so nervous
thinking about what other people think about me already because usually people laugh at me or flat out ignore which doesn't help me at all. I just want people to believe me especially my friends & my family." I amswer my StarMother
Teepathically.

"There will be those
don't believe you, only there will be those who do believe you & for those people who believe you, then mpre will believe you & more after that & for these people you must write about your experiences. Do you think you can do it for those who will listen to you my son?"
My StarMother asks me Telepathically.

"Yes, yes, I can." I answer my
StarMother Telepathically.

:That's good my son.
Anything else you want to know about before this conversation comes to an end?" My StarMother asls me.

I look over at
my Father as he is starting to get up & off the medical table.

"Just one thing StarMother.
Will my Father remember anything about this experience?" I ask my StarMother
Telepathically.

"No, he won't.
However you will & you must write down what you remember my son." My StarMother
answers me Telepathically.

"Now it is time
for us to go. Come with me my son." My StarMother tells me
Telepathically.

We both stand up
& walk over to the Transporter pad as we stand on the center of it, we are surrounded by bright white light again, suddenly there's a lode "WHOOSH" sound & we are transported to the ground.

My Father was transported
ahead of me, as I see my Father begin to float again, he floats through the green patch of fog again as I see our friends & neighbors return, I walk through the green fog as it begins to lift into the air.

I see my Father
pulled through the bckdoor again, as I walk through & follow him through the backporch then he is pulled through the kitchen door as I walk through it.

I follow my Father
throughout the house, through the dinning room, living room, then onto upstairs where I see him float all the way back to his room until I see his feet touch ground again & he climbs back into bed, going back to sleep.

I turn off the
halllight & go back to my room. I take off my robe & slippers, then I turn out my bedroom light.

I sit down on
my bed & I see the large triangle shapped crafts split into several crafts as they hpver above our backyard.

"Do not worry.
We will be back to visit you again my son."My StarMother tells me, Telepathically.

Then I see the
crafts as they spoar towards space itself & once again our backyard returns to normal.
Too excited to sleep, I take out a pen & write everything down on my paper that happen to me.

The End For Now.
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Fans, Friends & Readers
now that you have read about my experience I would like to hear from you. Comments are wellcomed from everybody!