The Fourth Kind
One time, as a young teenager, I had a dream so vivid & so scary it affected me for over a decade afterwards even though it wasn’t a recurring nightmare. In my dream, I was lying down on my bed getting ready to fall asleep. I heard someone come in, felt them surrounding me. I was scared. I thought I should burrow down under the covers, hide. I don’t know why I didn’t. I opened my eyes. I was no longer in my bed, I was in a large, impossibly, glaringly white room. I was surrounded by numerous beings. Tall, thin, beings, almost translucent, like shadows. They had a very shadowy feeling to them, almost like they weren’t really there in person, just their spirits. I was lying on a metal table, with metal instruments all around me. I don’t remember WHAT they did to me. I don’t remember being in pain, I do remember not wanting them to do it anyways. I was scared, but I didn’t FEEL scared. I kept thinking I should be scared, I should be in pain; but I didn’t FEEL either. I wanted to run away. I wasn’t being restrained. No straps holding me down, not even some type of gravity pulling me. However I couldn’t move. Like when you wake up before you wake up in a dream & you can’t open your eyes or move your body. Trapped. I thought I was trapped, but I still wasn’t scared. I decided I couldn’t just lie there and let them do what they wanted. I needed to run. I didn’t know how I’d get past the multitude of beings. I didn’t know how I’d escape the room, let alone how I’d get home, I had no idea WHERE I was or how to get out; but I knew I had to try. I don’t know how I did it. I was just lying there at war with my own thoughts & feelings one minute, the next I was running down a corridor. I don’t know how I got off the table or past the beings. I didn’t know where I was going. I just knew I had to get gone. So, I ran. Then, the next thing I knew I was lying in my own bed in my own house, wondering how I got there, thankful I was safe. I remember thinking, “That wasn’t so bad, why was I scared? I may have even helped save lives” Then realizing that wasn’t MY thoughts, & I was scared again, just in my head; my emotions weren’t matching my thoughts. Then I woke up for reallies, in my bed, still scared in my head; but not in my body. No adrenaline racing, no screaming, no fear except the fearful thoughts in my head. I stayed like that, calm, peaceful, all day long… Until bedtime that night. I was scared to go to sleep. I’ve been scared to go to sleep off and on my whole life since then. I love to sleep, I hate to wake up; but I get scared to GO to sleep. Afraid I’ll have the same dream. Afraid “they” will come back.
I refused to watch any movies, t.v. shows, or read anything that was remotely connected to Space Creatures since then. I hate when people use the A word, even to refer to illegal immigrants. I was terrified. I decided to conquer my fears. I started watching more shows, X-Files, Tommyknockers, etc… I was doing okay. Still hated the A word; but I was getting better. Then I watched The Fourth Kind. Set me back about 15 years. Damn. I’m scared again. SO scared. I hate feeling scared of this subject. It reminds me of when I was scared of balloons or fireworks. Seems so silly and irrational to the logical side of me. I don’t want to be scared; but I am. If you are thinking of seeing that movie (The Fourth Kind) I wouldn’t recommend it, esp. if you have children. If you choose to ignore my warning at least do yourself a favor & close your eyes during one scene. You’ll know it when you see it. Don’t fast forward, you’ll still see it, let it play out; listen to it; but close your eyes!!!!
I refused to watch any movies, t.v. shows, or read anything that was remotely connected to Space Creatures since then. I hate when people use the A word, even to refer to illegal immigrants. I was terrified. I decided to conquer my fears. I started watching more shows, X-Files, Tommyknockers, etc… I was doing okay. Still hated the A word; but I was getting better. Then I watched The Fourth Kind. Set me back about 15 years. Damn. I’m scared again. SO scared. I hate feeling scared of this subject. It reminds me of when I was scared of balloons or fireworks. Seems so silly and irrational to the logical side of me. I don’t want to be scared; but I am. If you are thinking of seeing that movie (The Fourth Kind) I wouldn’t recommend it, esp. if you have children. If you choose to ignore my warning at least do yourself a favor & close your eyes during one scene. You’ll know it when you see it. Don’t fast forward, you’ll still see it, let it play out; listen to it; but close your eyes!!!!