In no way do I think I'm special or insane for that matter. There are a few things that I feel I should mention, so please bare with me as I lay out some pre "Happening" that may or may not have to do with this event.

It is embarrassing to me that I bother or bring this to anyone outside my circle. Please realize I understand science may have a million explanations for what I have been through, but in the end I know what really happened to me and no man's science will deviate me from this.

A little Back history about my life.

1.

I am for a lack of better words an average Hispanic/white male, born in Oregon, Ohio in 1977. Somewhere between the ages of 11 and 13 I discovered one day a discolored skin pattern wrapping around my left rib cage to my back. I got concerned about it, because it just was never there. This just showed up one day and I've had it ever since.

When I turned about 16 I finally got the nerve to ask and show my parents about the markings. They were shocked! They stated they never had seen the markings on me before and had no explanation on how it may have got on me; I was not born with it. We then proceeded to go through old family photos where my family went to beaches and lakes and pools on vacations. None of the photos show me having these skin markings.

I have since got a professional dermatologist to look and biopsy the skin. She stated "It is nothing I can explain or have seen nor heard about before" "Your tests came back negative for cancerous cells on the discolored skin". After that they told me if it doesn't hurt or change, don't worry about it. And that was that. I know for a fact I was never injured or burned on my body in this area.

2.

I have had, which I'm sure we all have at some point, a reoccurring dream all throughout my childhood into my adult life. When I have it, it's familiar, but then lose memory about it very fast once awake. It has only ever come in pieces and never can I see the whole story from beginning to end. When the night of my birthday happened, and the event took place, I for the first time ever could remember this dream in whole, beginning to end.

July 24th 2007

After a full day of events and the wind down of evening family time which is a normal routine for me. I ended up staying awake till around 3am Est. the morning of my Birthday. In the hopes of not waking my wife and children who were fast asleep in our second floor bedrooms, I decided to sleep on our living room couch for the night.

I went through my normal routine checking and locking windows and doors as I do every night, making sure the deadbolts were secure. I then laid my head upon the arm of the couch covered by a pillow nearest to the front door lying on my side so to pass the time I watched the small clock under the TV as I still lay in said position.

3:10 a.m.

The house was quite and dark. The dog outside laid in the driveway as always chained to the fence. The family dog was a good watch dog, barking loudly at anyone near the house.

3:11 a.m.

As I watched the clock's digital face turn I heard a strange noise to the west side of the living room [front porch], the side where my head was positioned on the couch, and the side to which I was blind to. It sounded like it came from the porch or in-doors, right near my head by the chair on the west wall. I shrugged it off as normal night noises, the house settling, pipe work vibrating, wood creaking or the air system. You know Logical things.

3:12 a.m.

Again another noise, louder this time, out of place. At first I thought it sounded like the door knob, then door opening and then immediately like someone was in the room sitting in the chair next to my head.[see diagram]

My first instinct was to jump up and address the sound. But to my shock, I could not move one inch from the couch. I tried to lift my head, nothing. I tried to move my legs, nothing. I tried to scream out loud, but to no avail. My eyes were working, still in my control. Needless to say they were hysterically moving back and forth looking for the source of the noise, All I could do was silently screamed inside my head.

3:13 a.m.

The noise, the thing, whatever it was I could here near my paralyzed head began to make this UN-Godly noise. A noise that I have never heard in my 30 years of life, a noise so foreign I could never fully replicate it. My brain could not Fathom it.

If I had to try to describe the sound, the best I could do is relate it to known noises. The noise I heard that night will never leave me, it haunts me even today. But to describe it I would have to say it sounded like what would be a simultaneous mix of a power drill, drilling through metal/bone and an animal guttural roar or words, this sound took place throughout the whole ordeal. I screamed madly inside my head, helpless, paralyzed, and forced to watch that stupid clock as I was assaulted.

3:14 a.m.

As the hellish sound continued, my mind raced to figure out a way to defend myself, to see what was in the room with me, to shock my body enough so I could gain of possession of it to defend.

The first things that came to my mind was to prove to my self this hell was real, and a way to wake myself up if this was a dream. So I went to bite my tongue! I slid my tongue [which I apparently had control of] between my teeth I proceeded to bite down as hard as I could to shock myself out of this rape, this attack. But as I went to bite down I was instantly stopped by an invisible mouth piece or object preventing me from finishing the action something went into my mouth. It was like they or it knew my thoughts and eliminated the possibility. I was overcome with emotion.

3:15 a.m.

Whatever invaded my home moved quickly above my head and out of sight as it worked, still making the horrid drilling sound and animal/guttural noise/voice as I lay there paralyzed. My eyes started to tear as my heart pounded violently out of my chest. I was defeated and vulnerable. There was nothing left for me to do but endure. Every time the sound got loud, my ears I cringed in pain. I felt nothing or saw nothing that this thing was doing.

I remember crying out "JESUS HELP ME" in my thoughts.

The second I said those words within my head, the force which paralyzed me released and the noise stopped. I stood up quickly turning towards the invader…………nothing. No one was there, nothing was disturbed. I ran to the stairs to check on my family almost crying out loud, but never went up to see them. I presumed they were fine for some reason because they were silent.

I then went and checked all the windows, looking through them to maybe catch a glimpse at any intruder. There were none, the family dog lay asleep on the drive, all was silent. I returned back to the living room confused and terrified by what had just taking place. I remember sitting on the couch awhile, then nothing.[lost time?]

I awoke the next day and brought the occurrence up to my wife, she sat confused and listened. After I was done, she quickly brought up something strange.

You see, every week day she wakes up at 7am to get our kids off to school and watches' 3 neighbor children. She baby sits Monday through Friday. She said in the morning when she came down stairs she was surprised when she found me asleep on the couch with the front door wide open. Never, ever would leave the door open, especially while I was sleeping! My routine every night before I sleep is to lock the deadbolt of the front door.

The rest of the day was a blur. I spent most my time going over and over what could have happened. I discovered midday a perfect circular hole on the center of my bottom gums. It was fresh, new and not a sore. I recalled the invisible sensation of whatever stopped me from biting myself the night before. Could that have done this? Left this mark?

Night fell; I got nervous, I went over and over the story again with my wife in our bed with the lights on. While talking to her I nervously played with my pillow, the pillow I slept with the night of the attack. The very same pillow that my head was forced to lay on as I was assaulted. The pillow was feather downed with a white pillow cover over it.

As I tumbled it between my hands the cover slightly came off. I caught a glimpse of something odd on the actual skin of the pillow. I peeled back the rest of the pillow case only to be shocked. My pillow was drenched in what looked to be blood, fresh blood. It was all over, covered in blotches. It looked as if an autopsy had taking place on it. An animal skinned maybe.

I was horrified, insane with thoughts, "could this be real?" How could this be? Why me? I still have the pillow. It's hard to look at; as it reminds me of the night it happened. Forever am I scarred, never to know what was in my house on that night?

I need to know, I must know. But how do I go about it? Who do I tell? Will they think I'm crazy? I know it wasn't a dream! I watched that clock all the way through the event. 3:16am when it released me, the time continued. It happened in real time! That's not a dream. It does not explain the blood on my pillow? And the perfect hole in my lip the next day? And the front door wide open?

The very next day I somehow remembered a dream I have had over and over since childhood but never got to see the complete dream. After the "happening" It was for the first time complete and recallable.

The dream was of me on a hill looking over a pathway and a forest behind it. Blacked out were the trees in the forest. I could only make out the tree's silhouettes. In front of the forest on the pathway I witnessed a column of what looked to be people, single file walking from right to left in my view towards an unknown light which started on the left side of my peripheral. As I watched silently at this event the dream was stopped as a looming figure approached me quickly on my left, I felt panicked. The dream ended. But for once I remembered it.

Please feel free to ask any questions you might have in regards to this event. Any advice or comments will be very welcomed. I just feel I deserve to know the Truth. I need to know. I will be sending this to a variety of people of interest in the hopes of finding the truth.