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I am listening to some music as I write this blog down. What am I listening to you might wonder? Phil Collin's song called Take Me Home. Sometimes I really wonder what he was thinking when he wrote it.

I am going to write down my
experiences of what a journey of a StarChild is like.
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On Aptil 15th 2009
earlier this year, I was contacted by peop;e who I call The StarPeople because they come from the stars. Here is everything that I remember that happen to me that night.

I was taking a class

taught by EarthAngel who is a wonderful & very understanding Teacher & a Good Buddy of mine. I decided to do something I hadn't since I was a kid. I went outside to my backyard. It was a calm nice night outside for star gazing. As I star gazed I sent out a telepathic to the StarPeople asking them to vsit me that night, but nothing happened.

I didn't see any UFOS or any little Grey men. I was a little disappointed. The StarPeople

did not get my message & so I went inside.

Until much later that night

when I hear my name, Tom, being called to me so I get up from my bed. A bright light engulfs my Mom until it fades. That's when I see them.

I see several triangular shapped crafts
right over my backyard just hovering there as I hear my name being called over & over again. I get out of bed, I slip into my slippers & I grab my robe. I rush out to the hallway, as I turn on the light I see my Dad, floating.

You read that correctly.
I said I saw my Dad floating a few inches off the ground. I watched my Dad as he floats down the staircase & so I follow behind him. I follow my Dad as he floats through the living room, dinning room, until he reaches the kitchen door, when I see my Dad pulled through the kitchen doors!

I quickly open the first
door & then the second door which is a screendoor. (Sometimes we leave the kitchen door open during warm summers) My Dad is still floating by the way, as I see him float through the back purch until my Dad is pulled through the other door once again. It's almost
as if the door isn't even there.

I follow my Dad
out to the backyard, where I see our backyard filled with a green fog. I watch as my Dad continues to float & is swallowed up by that green fog. I walk through the green fog until I make it all the way through until it clears in a patch in the middle.

In the patch of the
middle I see the Trianuglar shapped crafts ( these crafts not only travel through space, nut also time itself as these people come from an alternate timeline in our near future)now foamed into one very large craft. Then I notice I am not alone. Our friends from across the street, nextdoor neighbors, several people we knew from the town were there with me. Then I saw them a woman with blond hair, blue eyes & wearing a blue jumpsuit along with a man who had blond hair & blue eyes also wearing a blue jumpsuit stood underneath the Trianuglar craft. They both smile at me when they see me arrive.These were the beings
I call The StarPeople.

"You. You're the ones who called me, didn't you StarMother?" I ask.

"Yes we called you Tom." My StarMother answers.

"Why? Why did you call me?" I ask.

"Just watch & you'll get your answer Tom." My StarFather
answers me.

"What am I suppose to be seeing?" I ask them.

Suddenly the Triangular craft
above my Dad & I emits this bright, very bright light from the center of the bottom, Then one by one our friends, our nextdoor neighbors are transported aboard the craft in this bright light with the beings called the Greys until it is time for my Dad & I to go. as I turn to the Man.

"Was that what you wanted me to see. StarFather?" I asked
him.

"Yes, it was.
You have just witnessed what your world calls a massive alien abduction son! What do you think?" The Man asks me.

"Interresting." I answer, not too sure what else to say.

"Interresting!
He thinks it was interresting! HA, HA!" My StarFather
laughs.

"Come with us Tom.
It is time for you & your Father to join the others aboard the StarCraft." My StarMother tells
me.

My StarMother walks over
to my Dad who is still floating & takes my Dad by his hand, then I watch as they are transported aboard the StarCraft.

"Come with me Son. It is time." My StarFather says, as I join him.

I walk into the center of the light.
It's warm, as I seen energy all around me, then I along with my StarFather am transported aboard the StarCraft.

Once aboard the StarCraft
I remember sitting in an area that's like a lobby or waiting room where I observe everything that is going on. The Greys run tests on the TownPeople who are laid out on these tables. I knew what that felt like, but I guess I wasn't going to tthrough that this time.

Then my StarMother greeted me
& sat down in a chair across from me, as we talked to each other. Only this time like every other time I was aboard one of their crafts out talk was done telepathically simpli by using our minds to communicate with each other. Our conversation went something like
this.

"Why did you call us earlier this evening, Tom" My StarMother asks
me.

"You got my message, I sent you?" I answer
with a question.

"Yes. we did." My StarMother
answers me.

"Why didn't you come when I called you?" I ask.

"Because it's like what
EarthAngel told you during class, we do get your messages, but we can't answer right away." My StarMother
answers me.

"I understand." I reply.

"You may ask me anything.
What do you want to know Tom?" My StarMother
asks me.

"Really? Anything?" I ask
her.

"Yes. Go ahead.
Don't be afraid. You may ask me anything. You may talk to me about anything that is bothering you. I won't judge you Tom." My StarMother
answers me.

"I'm confused about stuff.
You read so much about Indigo Children, Crystal Children, Star Seeds & StarChildren.
I know I'm different from others, but why?" I ask
her.

It is because you
have gifts. You are a StarChild, but I believe you already know you are a StarChild, am I correct about that Tom?" My StarMother answers with a question.

"Yeah, I know,
but I was just making sure because you said I could ask anything." I answer
my StarMother.

"I understand.
I can also understand how things cam seem confusing to you. Now what else do you want to know about?" My StarMother
asks me.

"Why do you visit me?
Not too sound rude or anything, but why me out of everybody on Earth?" I ask.

"It is because you're honest.
It's because we like your imagination & the way you think. Some day people everywhere will hear of your wonderful imagination through film." My StarMother
answers me.

"You're starting to freak me out StarMother!" I
replied.

My StarMother looks
at me a bit shocked by my comment.

"Oh. I see what you mean." My StarMother
says.

"Sorry, but not everybody
I know comes from the future where you could know everything about me that has happen to me or will happen to me." I
explain.

"I understand my son.
What else do you want to know? Would you like to know more about your God the Lord Jesus Christ? (She pulls out a Bible) We work very close to him. You may have this if you wish. It's alright." My StarMother
tells me.

"Uh, no thanks.
I had enough of the Bible when I went to school." I answered.

She puts the Bible down.

"What do you want to know? Why did you call us tonight my son?" My StarMother
asks me.

"Why am I having these experiences? What do you want me to do?" I answer with
questions of my own.

"We want you to
tell people about your experiences by writing about them. You must write them down like Carol told you too. You have gifts my son. Some day you'll ve a writer & people will want to know about your experiences. They will read about your experiences." My StarMother
answers me.

"No, I can't do that." I tell
my StarMother.

"Why not?" My StarMother answers with
a question.

"Because lots of times
people make fun of me or just flat out ignore me." I answer her.

Which that still happens
to me as I write down this blog.

"Yes, I know.
There will be people who won't accept it, only there are people who want to know & will accept it & for them, you must write about your experiences. Can you do that for me my son?" My StarMother asks
me.

Yes, I can.
My Dad always tell me, don't think can't, think can!" I
answer her.

"I know." My StarMother
says.


"How do you know?
Oh, right! How can I forget that you come from our future?God, how I hate time travel. I think I feel a headache coming on."  I tell
my StarMother.

"Is there anything else you want to know before we go?" My StarMother
asks me.

I look over at
my Dad, as he sits up on a table with Greys surrounding him.

"Will my Dad remember any of this?" I ask.

My StarMother looks at
my Dad, then turns back to me.

"No, He won't,
however you will & you must write down this experience so people can read about it. That is what is important. Especially now during your times." My StarMother
answers me.

"Why? Why is now so important?" I
ask my StarMother.

"You will know in time my son.
This will all make sense one day my son." My StarMother
answers me.

"I really do hate time travel." I tell
my StarMother again.

"Alright it is time for
us to go & for you to return home." My StarMother
tells me.

I get up & walk
over to the center of the craft with my StarMother. I stand next to my Dad with my StarFather on my Dad's side & m StarMother on my side. The step down off the transporter pad we're on.

I look back at my
StarMother & StarFather as they smile at me, then my Dad * I are surrounded by a very bright light once again & we are transported to the ground to our backyard once again.

Then I see my Dad
who is floating again & like before I follow him, as he is pulled through the back door again, I walk through the door normally, following him through the porch as he is pulled through the other two doors & I walk through them normally too.

I follow my Dad
all the way through the house until we go upstairs & I see him float back to his room, until his two feet are on the ground again & then he climbs into bed as he goes back to sleep.

I turn off the halllight
& I go back to my room as I take off my slippers & hang up my robe in my closet, then I go
back to my bed where I see the large Truangular craft split into several crafts & I hear my StarMother telepathically.

"We promise
we'll be back for another visit my son." My StarMother
says.

Then I watch as
these crafts soar off for the stars above & I lay back down as I drift off to sleep.
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On April 15th, 2009
was the last time I was visited by The StarPeople & look forward to being visited by them once again. Now that I told you my most recent experience, I will start off my experiences through a timeline starting off with the earliest memory right after this blog.
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Please tell me what
you think about my experience! All comments are wellcomed!