It was summer 2004 or 05. I was living in Ashtabula Ohio at the time. A slew of strange occurrences transpired around me that I still cannot make too much sense of. The following is my recount of one of these.

I was 20 or 21 years old. I was living with some friends of mine and my younger sister.  i think our water heater was stolen out of our trailer or broken so I had made plans to shower at my friends house about a half mile walk from where I was living. It was about 9pm when I left the house. I don't remember the walk. I am a little unclear on some of the details of this night and how I got to where I was going after I left. I do remember sitting among "friends" at my destination, and feeling disturbed. I felt as if they were acting strangely, as if they were not who I remembered them to be. I can account for 3 people (the man in the wheelchair, his caretaker, and roomate) but the way they moved and spoke to me was very odd-almost as if it was a memory of them that I was being re-fed somehow. They were repeating phrases. I distinctly begin to clearly recall the following events after experiencing some trauma that I could not see. What I saw was not what I felt. What I was visually recalling did not match what I could sense with my other senses whatsoever (from the lights, the temperature, the impression of those around me, the feeling of the chair, the way I was being touched).

First, as I was sitting on a chair, I began to feel pressure on my skull. I felt vibrations as if my skull was being drilled into. I smelled burnt hair. The man in the wheelchair in front of me I had known for MANY years (a close friends of my late father), tells me "You are ok" & "Do not be afraid" and he keeps checking in on me like he sees what is going on and is compassionate to this as I was clearly frightened. I could not turn my head or pick up my hands off the arms of the chair or get up-but I saw no straps. I was only able to stare straight ahead at his eyes. It was as if that was my only focal point. I settled in knowing something was happening and I could do nothing about it. I was hoping to get out of this with my life. For some odd reason-there was no fighting something I could not see, that I was experiencing and would probably be locked away in a hospital if I did. And these appeared to be family friends so how could I explain this?

At some point I kind of felt I was somewhere completely different. I was told to shower but don't remember the completion of the procedure or going into the bathroom. The rooms of the house felt very cold. I could not lock the door to the bathroom either. I remember sitting on the toilet, in weird fluorescent lighting that I had never been exposed to. I felt that something was taken from me that I would never have again. Something that deemed me a women and human. I was grieving. I was alone in my grief. I was crying and I knew I was not alone even though I couldn't see anyone. I followed through because I didn't want to get in trouble and I felt ashamed and very vulnerable.

I was naked but don't remember taking my clothes off and the bathroom was different then I remember it to be. The water did not feel wet. There was no soap of any kind. Usually I bring my own stuff but I don't remember having my bag with me or even being able to use the house soaps. The mirror did not fog. It was very clean like it had not been used. I kept trying to hide my private with my arms and the way I moved my legs. Throughout the entire shower, I felt I was being watched from above. I felt that beings were watching me like I was a zoo attraction in a tank that I could not see out of but could be seen into. I was crying and moving very quickly. 

The last thing I remember from the house was that there was no towel. I do not remember leaving the shower, getting clothes on, leaving the bathroom, the house, or even the street. I came to (I guess you could say) about a tenth of a mile from my house in my original clothes with my bag. I felt superior to that of my former self. I could see without my glasses-very well for the middle of the night. My hearing was excellent. I felt strength in muscles I did not know I had. I felt rejuvenated and almost free of my physical limitations. I even felt taller. As far as my surroundings, I felt nothing but an eerie silence about me. I saw no cars on the remaining stretch (on a main road on the way back into the trailer park I lived in-very close to the freeway). There was not a person in sight. I had no idea what time it was but I knew it was somewhere close to morning. I do not remember getting home.

From this point forward, perception has unfolded the world around me rather then limiting fact. I do not understand what happened. I felt like I had been removed from my physical body and that maybe I have not come back. I do not tell this to many people, but I am just not certain how real the world I exist in today is anything but from memory in simulation. I do not know if it was aliens or our own government harvesting my physical self. It has been hard to see the whats in front of me as reality since.