On May, 4, 2012 I left my home to catch the 4:15 am train towards Brooklyn. I have been doing this same route almost 12 years this coming November 2012. I rode the 6 train down to Brooklyn Bridge. I sat on the first car by the doors of the train where people can change from car to car. The train ride itself was of no event.
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It was smooth, good, I prayed, chanted OM, listened to a meditation CD on my IPHONE, I ate a Zone Bar, and balanced my check book. The train arrived to Brooklyn Bridge stop. I got out and walked towards the plat form across and made a left to walk upwards towards the middle back of the pending on coming train 4 or 5 towards Atlantic Ave Station. Due to the fact the stairs to get out are towards the back at this time, then off to star bucks for a Cappuccino.
The sign said 4 train in 13 minutes. There was nothing unusual about anything. I seen some people still sitting on the 6 train and wondered why they did not get out, it was the last stop. Usually the conductor gets everyone off. But no conductor and people were just sitting. I lean up against a rail by the steps, and lean my back against the handrails, my right body leaned up against the steal larger bar from floor to ceiling. I observe a man across on the Up Town side of the tracks, homeless, older gentlemen, I think, "poor guy, all these years of mental Illness ( the field I work in) and still this man has no help. So, I see another man, checking me out.
I look at him, he is wearing shorts, carrying a large duffel bag. I look back again, and still all the passengers are sitting waiting for the same train-Down Town Brooklyn 4 or 5 train. I lean my head against the steel beam while I look, observe, and then closed my eyes and began to chant Om to the music. I hear the train coming, I look up number 4. All the people behind me get up and enter the train.
I feel relieved, its here on my way to work, coffee, get notes and paper work done. I get on the train, and I walk and find a seat. Then I am lost when I look up I see I am at the Astor train stop. I am confused, I become scared, I cant understand why, how, did I get on the 6 train up town to the Bronx. Conductor says "next stop 14 street Union Sq".
Now I say wait, "How did I cross over the other side of the tracks to catch the 6 train?" I am dazed, confused, frightened, I want to cry, but I cannot, I am like in shock, I am in Union Sq, 14 street, How did I get here, I cannot remember anything,I am confused, but at the same time I feel I have been dragged back and forth in time. I feel my mind, here and there."
I am supposed to be on the 4 train headed to Brooklyn, I got on it, I saw it, I waited 13 minutes. Now I am on Union sq, 14 street, and I keep saying what happened how did I get here, Tears welling, questions, I am light headed. I am confused, Train sign says 9 minutes before the 4 train to Brooklyn arrives. I wait I am confused I am frightened.
How did this happen, I am not sure, something happened to me, I am on one side of the tracks, then I am on the 4 train to Brooklyn but now I am headed to Union Sq. I called a MUFON person contact, she said I may need medical attention. I made an appointment with a Neurologist. I think I was taken. Things have been happening in the last several years and now this.



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pics or it didnt happen thats how the world will look at it but the gov't just says it didnt happen
ReplyDeleteFound this site today...not relatet to the topic but still decided to post it ...kinda spooky no? http://www.novusordoseclorum.net
ReplyDeleteI went to the link posted , it called me Frank and said I had 213 days left... if my name was Frank I'd be worried ..lol Anyway , sorry to hear about that Frank , you will be missed by someone , don't know exactly by who , but by someone..
ReplyDeleteI am a professional writer, newspaper reporter and author. Frankly, the style of the above post seems to me to read like the trailer for a novel, not an actual event.
ReplyDeleteI believe you because i saw a ufo a few years ago in brooklyn coming home from work i was afraid to say anything because half the time no one believes you and forget the government they know but will try and make you not believe your own eyes
ReplyDeleteSomething similar happened to me actually. I awoke, bleary eyed one morning, only to discover I had no recollection of the previous night. I also noticed that my left shoe was on my right foot and my right shoe was on the dog. I retrieved my shoe and set off for work. It was only on arriving at my place of work (Governmental Offices), that I realised that it was Saturday and the previous night had been a departmental night out. I quickly deduced that at some point between leaving the bar/club the previous night and waking in a stupor in the morning that I must have been abducted by aliens. Aliens who, for reasons known only to them, had removed and switched my shoes and also had poisoned me with some sort of nausea inducing concoction. I took the following week off work in a bid to try and come to terms with the strange events of that evening. I still have a small unexplained bruise in the shape of a kerbstone smack in the centre of my forehead. Strange huh? Please let me know if you have had anything similar happen to you.
ReplyDeleteThis also happened to me too back in 1990,I was 14 years old and one Friday night me and a group of close friends took some very cheap vodka over a park near my house. I remember nothing past 9pm but awoke the next morning with my head on a rim of a toilet with vomit everywhere. The abductees had also brainwashed my parents in to grounding me for a month and giving me a really shitty time. Needless to say I was also praying a lot during my grounding to be let off with the punishment, I felt scarred and confused when my farther also nearly knocked me out.
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v1wVqecL85Q the black guy is an alien! Believe me! Look carefully!
ReplyDeleteThis is a good story but poorly written and sometimes difficult to understand. Doubtful this is true.
ReplyDeleteI had the same thing happen to me. An Alien made me go inside a liquor store and pick up a quarter of Vodka. Then somehow I found myself on the L train headed to Easy New York where a different sort of Aliens live. Upon arrival I was abducted, beaten and robbed. I'm sure I was probed as well.
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