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    My First Meeting with The StarPeople (A work in progress)

    Greetings from MischiefMakerStudio!
    Fans, Friends & Readers I want to thank everybody who stopped by to read my first blog. Once again I am listening to music as I write my blog. Tonight I am listening to one of my favorite songs by The Beach Boys called When I grow up to be a Man.
    Music just helps me focus on my writing. Now it's time for the blog.
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    The year is 1972 &
    I am only three years old in this memory. I am very excited because for the first time my family will be taking me to a race at an actual race track & I had never seen one up close except for on tv.(Even at that early age I was exposed to television which makes since knowing my family. Because we always have the tv set on such as now nobody is watching it, but the 5 o clock news is on tv.)

    We get to the race track,
    but I remember very clearly even sitting in the back of the car, I could hear my name Tommy, (I was called Tommy when I was younger) from far away. At the race track there's lots of race cars going around the track, but the voice that's calling my name, Tommy, gets louder & louder. I look around & I see a wooded area.

    Somehow some way, I manage to
    get away from my Parents. I just had to know who or what was calling me. I remember reaching the wooded area & that's when I saw him!

    Standing infront of me a Grey.
    He had very blue skin so blue it looked grey to me, he had a small nose & a small mouth,
    but he had two big very bog black eyes. So black it was as if they could see straight through you!

    A blond hair woman with blue eyes
    & dressed in a blue jumpsuit was standing next to the Grey. Some how some way I knew they weren't going to hurt me & that they wanted me to come with them so I did.

    I walk towards the
    woman & the Grey who was actually taller then me back then & she gives me her hand. I take a hold of it. We walk over to a bald spot in the woods. I look up for some reason & that's when I see it! A UFO! It was the first time I had ever seen a UFO!

    It was blue in color,
    it was so bright, it glows even in broad daylight! It was rod shapped as it laid on it's belly high above me floating there in mid-air.

    "How did it just float there?" I wondered to myself,
    but I didn't ask.

    Instead I just observed
    everything that was happening to me. At that moment the woman & the Grey stop walking as I stand right in the middle of them. I look up & we are right underneath this craft.

    Suddenly without warning a
    bright very bright light emits from the bottom of the craft. Then we are quickly transported aboard the craft.

    Once aboard the craft,
    the craft looked the same way it did outside, round everything was totally round. There was a table that the woman wants me to get on & I swear it's floating. I walk over to the table & watch as i lowers to my height & I get on this table. The woman wants me to lay down on it.

    The table is cold.
    Maybe I'm just more sensitive then others, but the table feels so cold to me, it feels like ice.
    Then I see a video monitor only there are no wires connected to it & it appears to be floating as well, but there are images of me on the screen.

    "What's happening?" I ask, but then I realize I'm not moving my lips, am I talking with my
    mind?" I wonder.

    As if to answer
    my questions, I hear the woman's voice in my head.

    "Relax. We are
    running tests on you. Nothing for you to be afraid of my son." The Woman answers
    me.

    "Did she just call me son?" I thought to myself, but then again my Dad explaoned to me at an early age sometimes people call you son even tho they're not related to you. "Maybe that was it." I thought to myself.

    "What kind of tests?" I asked, once again I did not move my lips. I only thought about what I wanted to say & I wondered how is that possible that she could even hear my thoughts?

    "Medical tests. Tests that
    the Doctors of your adoptive planet called Earth cannot run on you because they do not have the technology for it my son." The Woman
    answers me.

    "Son? Why does she
    keep calling me her son?" I wondered to myself, as they continued to run these tests
    on me.

    None of this made sense.
    I wondered, if it would ever make sense to me?

    The woman along with
    the Grey who seemed to do whatever she wanted him to do, ran their tests I noticed how strange there medical tools looked. They didn't look like a needle or a thermonitor from Earth. Infact one medical tool even emitted a red light much like a laser.

    I could see it on
    the video monitor, as they ran that tool up my nose. I remember hearing a loud "crunch" inside my head & the Grey takes it our of my nose.

    "The tests are over with.
    You may get up my son." The Woman tells me, as I hear her voice in my mind once
    again.

    I sit up on the
    floating table & I feel move, as it lowers to the ground. I climb off the table.

    "Please ask me anything
    you want to know about. Take a look around the StarCraft. It's alright my son." The Woman
    tells me.

    As I look around,
    there's the table I was just on which went back to it's original floating position after I got off. I see at the end of the craft an egg shapped chair just floating there infront of what looks like a screen to me. I look back at the woman.

    "What is the chair for?" I ask, once again using
    my mind.

    The woman smiles at me.

    "I'm glad you asked that question.
    This is how I control the StarCraft." The Woman answers me in my mind
    again.

    "Can you teach me
    how to fly the StarCraft?" i ask, using my
    mind.

    Even at that early
    age I wanted to know how to fly this fantastic aircraft of theirs.

    She smiles again.

    "You're a little young,
    but maybe when you're a bit older, we'll train you." The Woman
    answers me.

    I continue to look
    around & I see a long table with smaller video monitors on them & a book.

    "It's alright.
    You may look at the guidebook if you want too my son." The Woman tells me in my mind
    again.

    I pick up the
    book & as I flip through the pages, I see pages full of lines, just lines. "What kind of book is this?" I wondered, to myself.

    "That is a guidebook
    of all the star systems we've visited." The Woman told me in
    my mind.

    I happen to stop
    on a page & the lines looked strongly familiar to me as I study the map.

    "That is our homeworld.
    Someday we shall take you back there for a visit, my son." The Woman tells me, in my head again.

    I put the book down.
    I turn to the woman & I think I noticed there was a round window behind her, because I could see sunlight peering in & pine trees behind her.

    Then I heard my Mom's voice.

    "Tommy, where are you?" My Mom
    calls out for me.

    I look around & I
    see an image of my Mom on the video.

    "You'd better answer me
    or you're in big trouble!" My Mom demanded, as she looks for me down below on the
    ground.

    "Is there anything else you want to know my son?" The Woman asks in my mind
    again.

    "Can I rejoin my Mommy?" I ask her, just by thinking
    about it.

    "Yes, you may. She knows about us.
    Because we've visited your Mother many times before you were even born.
    She's probably concerned about you. You've been aboard the StarCraft for awhile, but you must go now & I must go back to our homeworld too my son." The Woman told me in my
    head.

    That's when it made sense to me!
    "Adoptive home called Earth, our homeworld, why she called her son. It all clicked & that's when I new I was not from Earth." I thought to
    myself.

    I badly wanted to
    know so much now right then at that moment, but I had to go. The Woman walks over to me. As I look up at her, some how, some wat, I knew she was my Mother, my StarMother.

    My StarMother walks me
    toward the Transporter pad & I stand on it, as she smiles at me.

    "Is there anything you want to ask my son?" The Woman asks me in my head
    again.

    "I just have three questions.
    How can we talk with our minds like this? May I have some kind of proof that this happen? Will we ever see each other again?" I answered with questions of my
    own.

    To my surprised my
    StarMother answered each & every one of them.

    "You're, we're telepathic.
    You can talk using your mind to comminucate. Yes, you may have proof. Just have your Mother take pictures with her camera before we leave & you will have your proof. I promise, we shall see each other again  my son." My StarMother
    answered in my mind.

    "Now it is time
    for you to return to Earth, my Son." My StarMother told
    me.

    Suddenly without warning,
    I am engulfed in a bright light again, but even as I look at my StarMother, I had to let her know I knew, I remembered everythingm but how do I let her know? I wondered to myself & then I knew.

    "I promise,
    I won't forget about you ever again StarMother." I told her
    using my mind.

    I'll never forget the look
    on my StarMother's face as she looks back at me through that light & I heard her thoughts in my mind.

    "He knows!
    He is so young, yet he remembers that he is a StarChild!" My StarMother
    told me.

    Minutes later I returned
    to the ground, as the light faded around & I ran, calling for my Mother.

    "I'm here Mommy!
    I'm right over here Mommy!" I called to her, as I saw walking through the trees looking around for me. (It felt so good being able to talk again like normal people.)

    "Where are you?" My Mother
    called out for me.

    I ran over too
    & I quickly gave her a hug. MY Moom looks at me a bit puzzled.

    "What is it?
    What's wrong Mommy?" I asked
    her.

    "Your nose is bleeding." She answered
    me.

    My Mom takes a tissue
    out of purse & wipes up the blood from my nose.(I used to get alot of unexplained nosebleeds, still do from time to time)

    "There! Now,
    you're alright! What are you doing out here in the woods Tommy?" My Mother
    asls me.

    "The StarPeople visited me!
    I met a Grey & they showed me around their StarCraft & they want you to take out your camera & take pictures of itm before it takes off Mommy" I answered
    my Mother.

    "What are you talking about?
    Take pictures of that Mommy!" I answered.

    I point to the sky
    & my Mother looks up in shock as she sees the StarCraft floating in mid-air.

    "OhmyLord!
    Not again! First they came for me & now they've come for you!" My Mother
    gasps!

    "Leave him alone!" My Mother
    demanded.

    "It's alright Mommy.
    The StarPeople don't mean any harm. They're good people." I try to reassure
    my Mother.

    :What do they want?" My Mom
    asks me.

    "It's a StarCraft &
    I was on it! Hurry! Take pictures of it! It's getting ready to take off Mommy!" I answer my
    Mother.

    My Mother quickly takes
    out her camera, as I see the StarCraft moving, it is now standing in mid-air as my Mom quickly takes snapshots one after another. Then we bother look up as we see the StarCraft lay back down on it's belly & it takes off!

    A few minutes later
    it's as the StarCraft was never even there in the first place. My Mom carries me back to the car & I remember telling her something.

    "Mommy, I know you
    & Daddy aren't my real Parents & that I come from another world other then Earth, but I know I also know my StarParents picked you & Daddy to take care of me while I'm here on Earth, only you got to promise, when it's time for me to go back home, you got to let me go home Mommy." I whisper in
    her ear.

    "I promsie." My Mom
    tells me.

    Then my Mom carries
    me back to the car, as we kept this little adventure with the StarPeople to ourselves that day & we headed home.

    While riding in the car
    that day, I remember clearly hearing my StarMother's voice in my mind once again.

    "We shall see you again. my Son." My StarMother
    tells me.

    I knew I would
    see my StarMother again & I did several times after that. From that day on, things would never be the same for me again, but I wouldn't have it any other way either.
    _____________________________________________________________________

    Incase you're wondering about
    the picture, we still have that picture my Mother took & it shows a rod shapped craft, blue in color, it appears to be glowing & standing high above a wooded area & alltho it's fuzzy looking, the date on the back of it reads 1972 because my Mother had an uncanny knack for dating our photos.
    _____________________________________________________________________

    Please tell me what
    you think experience! All comments are wellcomed!









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