You may have seen me on the
Richard & Judy show, 29th November 2004.
I have been undergoing alien abduction type, and other
paranormal experiences, since as far back as I can remember.
It is also something that runs in the family, though I seem
to be the strangest out of all of us! I am
certainly the only one in my family, and one of the few in this
country, who is willing to speak openly about these most
controversial of experiences. I consider
myself to be an ordinary person undergoing extraordinary
experiences. I consider myself to be a human
being who has had frustrating, terrifying, life-changing
experiences, and who has done his best to deal with these as much
I first spoke to other
people about my experiences - at school - when I was only 12 years
old. This was because it was so frequent and
common within my family that I thought it might be normal
experience for my friends too! This idea
was further reinforced by the experience of an uncle’s girlfriend
at the same spot where I, and someone else in my family, have
memories of visitation by strange entities. Furthermore,
when I would badger my mother with the question, “How
come our family report so many unusual experiences?” she would
reply, “I expect other people have just as many experiences as us,
they just don’t talk about it.” I now
know, of course, that yes many don’t talk - but these experiences are not
as “common” as my mother made out! For
example, experts reckon that only 1 in 10 have seen a UFO, and
only 10% of those report their experiences due to fear of
ridicule, but in my family about 70% have seen a UFO!
Some of them have seen UFOs more than once and/or had other
paranormal experiences. Clearly, my mother’s
theory was a perceptual bias - only having her family’s experience
to go by and assuming it applied to everyone “but they just don’t
talk about it.” The same idea, passed on to
me, landed me in much trouble, but of course she is not to blame.
I think I would’ve ended up “coming out” of the closet
regarding my experiences, in the end, anyway.
I first appeared on
television, crying my eyes out, when I was only 16 on Music
Television (MTV). I had been through hell and
back. Tests for epilepsy, anti-psychotic
medication which gave me fits, and endless bullying not just by
kids at school - but by just about everyone I was meant to be able
to trust. (Despite the psychiatric
“treatments”, I was later told at the age of 21 when I went back
fearing I was “schizophrenic” after reading one of their reports
that I WASN’T mad at all, that if I was it would be getting worse,
and that they were “unequipped to deal with these kinds of
experiences.” They couldn’t find anything
wrong with me and advised that I “go and meet other people like
you.” Needless to say, I still felt completely
insane!) At the age of 12, I’d had enough
and on two occasions I tried to hang myself. Once
in front of other children, the second time on my own “To escape
the human and alien bullies.” The only
thing that stopped me was not wanting “Death due to madness” written
on my death certificate plus leaving my poor mother behind wondering
what the hell she had done wrong. Another
thing that stopped me was that Well...I had this amazing rush,
adrenalin fight-or-flight (whatever you call it) which left me
with a more positive vision...that one day, somehow, I would find
people with these experiences just like me, people who could accept
me for who I am and not bully me because of the un-asked for unknown
I’ve been subjected to.
I appeared on TV again, I
suppose, due to the naive belief that (even though a child) I
could make a difference by sharing my story, rather than thinking
“What difference can a little boy make?” You
see, it’s like the state of our planet. If
we all go around thinking “Why bother putting my rubbish in the bin -
it won’t make a difference because no-one else does, what
difference can I make?” then we’d ALL be throwing our rubbish on
the floor! Anyway once I’d appeared on TV not
just most people knew about me - but EVERYONE did - and they of
course didn’t take me very seriously. I
changed my mind about what I did, and tried to hide and forget
again - to try and be less “public” about my experience.
However, they were still showing the programme two years
later, and up to FIVE years later I still had people coming up to
me on the street asking questions or calling names etc.
What struck me, though, was that some of these were
probably knee high to a grasshopper when the MTV programme was
shown, I mean little eight year olds, who only knew about it
because they’d been told by their older brothers, sisters, or
parents. This reminds me of the bullying when
I was 12 at school. In my last year my
parents moved me to another school because the bullying hadn’t
I thought at the new school, and so did everyone else, that
I could “Turn over a new leaf.” But you know
what happened? I had stones thrown at
me and children shouting “UFO” and “spaceman.”
In short I realised there
was nowhere to hide, bar change my name and move to another
country. There is a saying “Tell two or
more people and the whole world knows.” Well
what happened to me, and now there’s nothing I can do about it,
so I have embraced my mission in life - to proclaim my truth and
hopefully educate people to how this experience affects us abductees,
whether adult or child. Since the
Richard & Judy show, I am pleased to report that people are
at last opening up to me. We all can have a laugh
about it, but no longer am I bullied by people.
People have actually said things like, “Wow, I really
thought you were making it up, but now it’s clear your telling
the truth.” Sad, you know, that people would
rather trust a lie-detector than look me in the eyes and see -
feel - for themselves that I am honest. If
I wasn’t, why have I been talking about these things since an
infant? I was talking about this way
before the X-Files thank you very much!
* * *
Regarding the story I shared
on Richard & Judy, there are a few things I must say about
that day. Maybe it has something to do with my
healing abilities, meditation etc., but I never get headaches and
virtually never catch the flu. I hadn’t
had the flu since 2000, but I think due to being in London which
I hate, and because I started to worry about the consequences of
what I was doing (i.e. would people take the mickey out of me more
or less?), I came down with a sore-throat and flu like symptoms
the night before. After about three hours of
non-stop chatting for the radio, my throat was as sore as a
...well, very sore indeed. By the time
I got to Richard & Judy, I was finding it almost impossible
Sceptic Dr. Chris French
naturally did his generalised piece about “various psychological
factors” that may be involved after I spoke, and, because by then
I was feeling so drained, I wasn’t my usual chatty and
argumentative self! Indeed, there was more to
my first experience at the age of 7 than they let on.
Not only did I have the two scars which my mum noticed next
day, to which I replied, “I told you mummy, the little blue men
came again,” but what WASN’T mentioned was that there was also
a set of footprints where the being last stood.
The usual arguments sceptics, including French, have put forward.
These focus on the following points:
Memory Infallibility Argument.
Memory is not reliable after
all those years. “Is what you report today
what really happened back then?”
scars were caused by conventional means. Dr.
French suggested off-camera that maybe I had “lashed out in your
Rorsharsch Effect Argument. Maybe the
footprints really weren’t footprints, but a random pattern that
only looked like footprints after the suggestion had been
made by myself regarding the alien visitation.
I now respond to these
sceptical theories with my own brand of scepticism:
1). Though memory is
indeed infallible and may become less accurate over time, it
doesn’t mean all memories (or all of a memory)
are/is inaccurate. In the case of alien
abduction experiences, which may be traumatic or memorable because
of their novel nature, they may be more memorable than
ordinary everyday events. From my original
memory, I told my mother and a friend about the experience and
showed them the scars and footprints. I only
recalled this experience in full when I was twelve in 1992.
I thought it was my imagination, of course, but after
asking both my mother and the friend a non-suggestive and
non-leading question, “Do you remember anything unusual from when
I was younger?” They both replied in the affirmative and confirmed
my story, saying they recalled my talking of the little blue man
and seeing the footprints and scars.
idea that the scars were caused by conventional means such as
“lashing out in your sleep” is inconsistent with the fact that
the marks were white, i.e. healed, rather than cuts accidentally
created in the middle of the night that were still in the process
of healing and therefore turning into scars!
Another theory proposed by sceptics, true or not it makes
no difference in this case, is the idea that we all can find a
scar somewhere we have forgotten about and then, if we have a weird
experience, “blame it on aliens.”
However, the scar on my leg was/is substantial, about four inches
in length and quite wide in diameter, hardly the kind of injury or
scar a mother would not notice on her child.
Note that at the time my mother still dressed me.
Also, a scar of about an inch was discovered on my stomach.
How likely is it that two such substantial injuries would
go unnoticed until the point of healing?
the case of the Rorsharsch effect argument, fair enough, but I
didn’t “go looking” for footprints that day. I
had been drawn to look on the top of the box, when I got it down
from the wardrobe, because it was reeking of a smell akin to
ammonia - which, it turns out, came from the footprints
themselves. The Rorsharsch argument doesn’t
seem to hold up when one considers that three separate people could
agree that there were what, for the life of me, looked like three-toed
footprints about 2.5 inches in diameter.
Another theory proposed by Dr. French was that a rat could
have climbed the wardrobe and created them.
This might even explain the alien in my room?
I checked up this theory, and fair enough, yes rats can climb
walls and wardrobes. But, and it’s a big
but, no rat leaves footprints about 2.5 inches in diameter.
Also, in the case of animal footprints, they usually leave
a trail of them behind - rather than just one set as if whatever
it was stood there and then disappeared. That
the footprints were actually far bigger than any rat’s footprints
is further suggested by my friend’s testimony that he originally
joked that I had created them using “one of those foot shaped
rubbers.” The rubbers in question would’ve
approximated the size of the prints closer than any rat prints.
The Richard & Judy show
telephoned my mother regarding what she remembered of the event,
but that was another thing they never had time to mention.
By the way, if you are reading or know of the friend in
question, please Phillip get in contact with me again - your
testimony regarding what happened to me all those years ago is of
the utmost of importance.
Thank you for listening to
my true but unlikely sounding story.
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