AngelBreath
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UFO's. What can I really say about them? Are they real? Why don't I leave the answer up to you? Let me list some of the strange events I've had in my life and you decide for yourself. It is hard to know where to start because of so many unexplained events.
NOSE SURGERY (2)
One night in the mid 1990's - out of the blue I was having a 'dream' of being back in a particular 'surgery' room that 'the visitors' had. They were taking me for a tour and the next thing I knew I was having surgery on my nose. I snapped awake - I was in agony from the experience and was sobbing brokenly as I held my face and nose area. I looked at the clock and it was around 5 a.m., just before dawn. As I continued to cry from the pain I was told or thought to myself, "It's just a dream, it's ok. Lie back down and go to sleep." This kept being repeated to me over and over again as I continued to sob brokenly from the intense pain in my nose. Funny thing - I actually laid back down as I listened to the voice and immediately was unconscious [there was no falling asleep - just 'out' as if someone had turned me off with the throw of a switch]. This was not normal and I was wide awake. I was 'out' until morning.
When I woke up I still had intense facial pain around, through and in my nose. The area was sore to my delicate, probing touch and felt swollen. I got up to go look in the mirror in the bathroom [the only mirror we had in the house] and forgot why I went in the bathroom so just relieved myself instead, not once looking in the mirror. I remembered again later but as I walked down the hall I forgot again when I reached the bathroom and so did nothing. I knew from experience I was being blocked from seeing so I did the next best thing, I asked my three family members if they could see any thing out of the ordinary with my nose. My husband said it looked swollen and a bit red, the boys were not sure but thought it might be. Me, I knew it was swollen, I could feel it and it hurt. [I took painkillers for a couple of days to alleviate the pain.] My husband asked me why I didn't just look in the mirror and I told him I can't because I keep forgetting. He told me to go look now while he was present - we both forgot why we went into the bathroom and began to clean it instead.
Off and on for three days I made attempts to see my nose in the mirror without success. I would remember only when my nose would begin to hurt again as the painkillers wore off. I could feel the swelling going down as time wore on. I really wanted to see my nose for myself. Finally [by the end of perhaps the 4th or 5th day] I got really ticked off at being 'blocked' from seeing my nose and with determination and controlled anger I marched down the hall and into the bathroom to see my nose while maintaining focus on seeing it. Finally! My nose was slightly swollen, especially on the bridge where I 'dreamt' the surgery had been done. I just wanted the visual confirmation [from me] that it was not all in my mind. Being satisfied at finally seeing for myself that there was indeed physical proof, I forgot about it shortly after.
I continued as I normally do as I have said before, I don't usually pay attention to all the weird 'stuff' in my life, there is just too much of it on a daily basis and what purpose would it serve to dwell on it? Everything was fine until about two weeks later. My husband came into the house one afternoon to tell me he had something to tell me that I would find interesting. "Ok", I said, and waited.
My husband began to tell me about the young 12 year old boy that lived directly across the street from us (who he often talked to because the young fellow would come over when my hubby was in the garage carving and talk to him). I will call him 'Ollie'. Ollie had been talking to him this afternoon about 'weird stuff', like ESP, 'night spooks', etc. and during the course of the conversation mentioned seeing a UFO hovering over top of our house.
My husband's ears perked up and he wanted to know what happened? Did he see or hear anything else? Ollie continued to tell him about some flashing lights, how it hid in the clouds and that this was not the first time he had seen this over our house. Keeping his cool, my husband asked him when was the last time he saw it over our house and Ollie replied that he last saw it two weeks earlier in the early morning hours just before dawn and pinpointed the exact day for him. My husband asked him why he was up that early in the day? The boy said that some nights he couldn't sleep because he knows, 'they are coming' and it makes him antsy and he had gone into the front of the house to get a drink of water.
When my husband told me this I got excited as I suddenly realized that this was the exact same night when I had the 'dream' about my nose surgery! Same day, same time. Coincidence? I think not. This young boy just confirmed it for me without knowing anything of it. We were both kind of surprised to find 'they' actually came to the city. We moved out of the house sometime later.
I had the pain and others saw the swelling, as did I. Something happened... You figure it out…
