When thinking about aliens, in particular the Grey's, as these are the only aliens I know, how often do we think along the terms of their amazing abilities, abilities like that of easily passing through windows? Sounds impossible, but having witnessed this fact I firmly believe it and know it to be true.

Beings who can go right through windows; they go right through them. And if you are one of the fortunate abductees' who they pick for tonight's adventure, you go right through the windows too. Of course you can't do this by yourself, but need to be under control of the little Grey aliens and get beamed up with them at the same time. I use this term 'beamed up' loosely, as I have no idea how aliens take us through the windows when we leave our house.

Almost forgot about last night's failed abduction attempt. I slept poorly the first two hours of this night and then at 9:52pm, the aliens started to paralyze of me, and I immediately started with my guttural sounds which quickly stopped the abduction. That was it in a nutshell; the entire episode lasted about 45 seconds. As soon this event ended I looked at the clock, that's how I knew the time. As always I quickly looked around for the Grey's responsible for attempting to abduct me, and as always I see nothing.

Why do they go to the trouble to come to the house and leave empty handed? It's not that I want to go with them, but why wake me up when they are just going to fail anyway? Perhaps they are just playing games now; and if so it's time to stop and leave me alone.

Another thing about these little Grey's, the pickup and delivery guys; they almost don't seem like real beings. They are robotic in nature, almost artificial as if they were created as a worker class of being. Having seen their hands up very close, the skin looks like synthetic plastic, a pliable plastic.

The skin texture is nothing like human skin, but then who am I to tell another species of being I think their skin does not look real. They probably think the same of me, that my skin does not look real. I'm sure they think I'm just as ugly as I think they are.

The alien's skin is smooth with no wrinkles or creases and only four fingers, what's up with that? And long thin fingers too, just four of them. Makes me wonder how they hold those instruments they use on me. And those eyes, damn, those large starring eyes are freaky. But powerful, don't forget that one. Those eyes are how they probe the human psyche, how they manipulate the human mind. And that large head with I assume an equally large brain. Therein lays the true power of this race of beings.

I have seen enough of the Grey's to know that they can do anything they want, anytime they want and a mere human being can do nothing to stand in their way. This race of being is so far advanced over humans that we are like Stone Age People compared to them.

And here we are merrily going about our business day to day total oblivious to the fact that they are here and have been for perhaps centuries. Our government and all the world's governments know they are here but don't know what to make of them. Or do they? Is it possible that these aliens are working for our government?

Since many abductions are generational, it may have started with the parents, and continues with their children and grand children, and spouses, brothers, sisters and other relatives. Then of course, an occasional visitor might happen to stay at an abductee's house, and if the timing is just right, the Grey's just obtained fresh meat.

This is similar to winning the lottery and not having to purchase a ticket.

Which brings me back to the original thought in this writing? Why are they playing this game with me? Since these aliens have no emotions, playing games is out of the question. They have a reason for doing so, I just don't know what it is, and probably never will know.

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