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Ever had an animal appear in your bedroom while you were a child? It happened to me.
My sleeping room was upstairs, at the end of a corridor. My mother had tucked me in, turned the light out and went downstairs. I was about five years old, but I still remember it vividly. Lying in my bed, I was facing the corridor. My mother always left the door open. One evening they came.
First I heard their rhythmic steps, then I saw them. The wolves came through the corridor towards my room. They walked in line, calmly, at a steady pace. Just in front of my bed they disappeared. I was afraid and screamed. My mother ran up the stairs and asked what was wrong. I explained what happened. Of course my mother told me that I had a bad dream. No, I was wide awake, I had not fallen asleep yet. Nevertheless my mother insisted it had been a dream. The next morning when I was trying to convince her that the wolves where really there, she said that I could not possibly known what wolves were or how they looked. Nowadays children are inundated with information and television programs as soon as they are born. In my early years my parents had only a few books (no pictures of wolves in them), and I was not allowed to watch television until I was six or seven. The wolves visited me a couple of nights in a row. First I heard them walking, then they became visible and they walked towards me, and finally they disappeared in front of me. Although they were peaceful I was frightened by the experience.
Now I know that this kind of experience happens to other children. There is a variety of animals in all shapes and sizes visiting children at night in their bedroom. They can just appear, or walk through the walks. Children will take for real, and in a certain way they are. Over the many years of studying the UFO phenomenon, I have learned that some of the life-long abductees or contactees also had animal bedroom visitations in their early childhood. They stop when they reach the age of puberty and replaced by visitations of 'aliens'. These 'aliens' are not extraterrestrials but certain kind of beings, or spirits, from the etheric or astral dimension who like to interfere in our lives. In order for the 'aliens' not to scare the young children they assume the appearance of an animal. They assume that children are more likely to accept and befriend a nice animal. Most of the time this works. In my experiences the wolves were friendly looking and behaving, but I was scared of them nonetheless. Maybe that is why they decided not to come back anymore?
Here is an experience from someone else (I found on a website) who had animals visit her in her bedroom, and yes, the 'aliens' are not that far away.
I live in Dublin, Ireland, and the following events happened roughly 1981 – 1985.
When I was very young I had a nasty habit of getting out of bed in the middle of the night and crawling in between my parents. I was doing this constantly up until around the age of four, by which stage my Dad had obviously had enough. He told me that he'd let me keep the light on all night so long as I promised to stay in my own bedroom. I agreed, but lay awake most of the first night just staring at the curtains. I kept drifting in and out of sleep, my Mother coming in a couple of times to make sure that I was okay. During the times when I was awake, I kept staring at the design on the curtains, my eyes following it as I attempted to see how many times it repeated itself.
It was then that it happened.
Quite without warning a large creature suddenly appeared from behind the curtains. It was perhaps seven feet high and covered in sandy coloured fur, a lion's head and face atop two impossibly long legs. In fact, it seemed as if the legs came directly out of the head. I can't remember the thing having any kind of torso whatsoever. It stood there staring at me for a few seconds before suddenly striding towards the bed. I recoiled, but before I could react further it simply vanished. I'm fully certain that I wasn't asleep, the memory is far too distinct and clear for it to have been a dream. Strangely enough though, once it had vanished I felt no fear whatsoever. I didn't even get out of bed.
A couple of years later I was lying in bed once again, this time with the light off. Once again I was staring at the curtains, the streetlights outside illuminating the lace patterns in a dim outline of white. As I lay there I suddenly became aware of some movement by the wardrobe, my eyes focusing in on the door. And then, quite without warning, the wood suddenly seemed to split open. A large white head appeared, much like that of a hippo. It was glowing white, and when it opened it's mouth a strange squeaking sound emerged. It swung it's head back and forth for a few moments, and I could have sworn that I heard the sound of laughter from the other side of the room. Then, in a reverse action, the head disappeared back inside the wardrobe, the wood instantly fixing itself. Once again, I felt no fear.
I remember checking the wardrobe the next day but couldn't find any evidence of anything unusual. I told my parents but they insisted that I must have been dreaming. I know I wasn't though. I remember my dreams, and there's a big difference between the atmosphere of a dream and reality.
Over the next couple of years I experienced similar such visitations, the outline of an elephant appearing on the wall at one point and another occasion when some kind of ape was looking in through my bedroom door.
The final incident was somewhat different and far more frightening. It was when I was about 7, once again lying in bed alone. I was wide awake and scared, why I don't know. I just kept thinking that there was something in the room watching me. I turned over so that I was now facing the wall, and as I did so a deep growling sound came from behind me. This time I WAS scared, but remained hiding under the covers as I was far too terrified to get up and run for the door. This was the last time such an incident took place.
For years these memories
have haunted me, and I can't help but wonder if anyone else has ever
experienced similar bedroom visitations. Perhaps they were mere
hallucinations... but why would I be hallucinating up until the age of 7
and then suddenly stop? And why was it always animals that I saw? If
there was some problem with my brain then surely it would have continued
on into adulthood?
Later on the forum thread this person also mentions that:
Well that experience was around 50 years ago for me. I'm turning 60 in a couple of weeks. Those things didn't follow me, they followed my sister in a move from the city to the country. She saw them every night. I only saw them infrequently which I was mighty glad of. As for masking abduction experiences you could be right as ever since I first saw an UFO I've had horrible nightmares and seen 4 different types now. My son also saw the last one which was only a year ago. I no longer have the nightmares. I used to dream "they" were coming to get me. I'd see the ships coming and I would be running trying to hide but they would always find me. Funny thing was after menopause, I never had those nightmares. I used to wonder about that.