- More Scoop Marks - El Paso, TX
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- Hi Jeff -
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- I believe this gentleman also wrote to you about him
and his mother both having scoop marks on their bodies. I found it interesting
to hear some of the answers to the questions I asked. There certainly seems
to be more to this story and I will be keeping in touch with this fellow...
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- El Paso, Texas
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- Hello -
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- I just saw the pictures and stories of scoop marks on
rense.com. I began reading with a feeling of deja vu, which sent chills
up my spine. I have many scars from childhood accidents and can tell you
in detail how they occurred. But I have one scar on my left inner thigh
that I have never been able to explain. I've had the scar (or scoop mark)
since I was five or six years of age. When I was 22 or so, I asked my mother
about it. I never really had any reason to wonder why I didn't know how
it occurred. (Funny that.)
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- When I started to ask my mother, I began by showing her
the scar. Before I could say anything, she blurted, "Where did you
get that?" I replied that I was going to ask her the same question.
She looked at me very peculiarly and, I swear, she turned white as a sheet
and rolled up her baggy shorts (it was summer) and showed me the exact
same scar on her left inner thigh. She didn't know how she acquired the
"scar" either. I thought that was really weird, but I didn't
pursue it. Now, after reading the stories on Jeff's website, I am shivering
and wondering why I never really tried to find the answer to this puzzle.
I am freaked out now.
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- I've had a fascination about UFO's most of my life and
I've had some very strange "dreams", at least I thought they
were dreams, of people who weren't people, of "glass houses"
with roofs that touched the ground, and of flying around the glass houses
with other people who were naked. I was only a child when this dream continued
to repeat over and over with other images of rooms that were lit in the
middle but no walls could be seen. I have not been able to get the feeling
out of my mind that these weren't dreams, but actual occurrences.
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- I've attached the photos of my "scoop mark"
scar. You can post them if you wish, I have a driving need now to know
what has happened to me (and my mother). Why don't we remember? Why was
so difficult to wonder what happened? How could I just forget to wonder?
I must admit I'm frightened. The dream of flying around the glass house
was fun, but some of the "dreams" scared the wits out of me.
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- One very early morning when I was about 13, I woke up
screaming, I had a dream of people talking to me, talking way too fast,
and I was scared. My mom came into my room, and I REMEMBER her walking
in and sitting on my bed and shaking me to wake up. The problem was that
I was awake and I couldn't tell her I was awake. Also, when she spoke to
me, I couldn't understand her. She was talking too fast. I finally managed
to tell her that. I was finally able to move and she made me get dressed
and took me to the hospital. My temperature was 104 degrees, yet I felt
fine once I was able to move. In fact, after the incident, I actually felt
pretty good! I didn't feel like I had a fever at all. I never understood
that. They kept me overnight "just in case". In case of what
I never found out.
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- Additional Information:
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- Hello Mr. Vike,
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- In regards to your reply, let me see if I can answer
your questions.
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- (Some information was deleted here - HBCC UFO)
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- I have on numerous occasions seen unidentified objects
in the sky. The most astonishing one was in San Jose, CA during the summer
of 1997. I think it was in August. At about 10:00 pm, I went outside to
have a cigarette and was sitting in front of the garage. The garage was
behind me and I looked up to see a HUGE light coming towards me, but I
could tell it was about airplane height. It was a beautiful blue color.
It was just going over my head and behind the roof of the garage. when
I cried out with my mind, "Come back!" I didn't want to lose
sight of something so pretty, it pulsed with a gentle blue light, dim then
bright, dim then bright.
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- I KNEW it wasn't an airplane, there was no sound and
no blinking lights. It surprised me when it popped back into view. Like
it reversed and hovered right above me. While I was still sitting there
with my mouth hanging open, a beam of light, more white but still bluish,
shone down on me. I had "goosepimples" as my grandmother would've
said. While it was shining on me another craft, smaller and white colored
shot out of nowhere and stopped short right next to the blue craft. Then
it shot at an angle the other direction. After a few more seconds the blue
craft disappeared, with a streak of light behind it heading in the direction
it was going before it stopped when I thought at it.
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- I've had many occasions of seeing craft and I've had
some very strange moments when I was disoriented afterwards. I have seen
these craft all my life. There is something peculiar about one thing though.
When I was a kid and was injured or sick, I would go to the military hospital
in El Paso. When I came of age, I requested my medical records and my x-rays.
The response I received was that they had no records of me at all. I had
a somewhat huge amount of x-rays taken while I was growing up: concussions,
broken bones, that sort of thing. But all of them, ALL of them were gone.
This was never explained to me and since I was not a member of the military,
I had no recourse to recover them. I don't know why my father never pursued
it. He said that I was no longer his dependent in the military's eyes,
so that was the end of it.
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- You asked me about my dreams or nightmares now. The truth
is I don't seem to dream anymore. I haven't had a dream that I could remember
in years. That also makes me believe that my childhood "dreams"
weren't dreams at all. Also, I think I have sleep apnea. I sometimes suddenly
start awake. I feel at that moment as if my heart has stopped or that I
have stopped breathing and my body reacts by jerking, sometimes right off
the bed. Not onto the floor, but straight up. And I awake when my body
hits the bed. It has happened quite often the last two or three years now
and I would think about going to the doctor, but then I would change my
mind. I hate doctors. I can't stand the hospital or the doctor's office.
I won't go to a dentist unless I absolutely have no choice, my fear is
that great. I don't know what causes the spasms or whatever they are.
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- But nightmares, no, not since I was a teen. Being jerked
awake, yes, many, many times.
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- Thank you to the gentleman for allowing me to share his
story with you.
- http://www3.telus.net/public/wilbur8/small_roundish_scoop_mark_called.htm
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- Brian Vike, Director
- HBCC UFO Research
- Canadian Toll Free UFO Hotline 1 866 262 1989 Free call.
- Editor: Canadian Communicator - Paranormal Magazine
- email: hbccufo@telus.net
- http://www3.telus.net/public/wilbur8/hbcc_ufo_research.htm
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