My Name is Bobbi Stout. I was born in the late 50’s in LA California. After a metaphysical event, I drown as a child, my life was completely altered. I still am not sure if that event has anything to do with my experiences, but I will list them here.
It started when I was very young, around 4 or 5.
I would wake , essentially, in odd parts of my home not knowing how I got there.
The electrical system seemed to be effected because I would try to turn on lights, but to no avail.
Everyone else in the house was completely unaware, like they were in a drugged sleep.
I had unexplained sores on my body and became overly anxious .
I had no memory of what was occurring, except of bright white light.
This went on cyclically through out my life, between every 7 to 9 years, the distance becoming greater as I aged.
My memories were triggered by accident when I was reading a book when I was around 28, about alien encounters…threw me in to a panic attack.
After that, I started to remember things.
I saw your classic grays, small, big dark eyes, sometimes clothed, often not.
The grays were like worker bees or ants.
The grays were led by a tall, very insect looking being who seemed to be in charge and was directing was was going on.
I had no fear, I believe I was so used to them that I willing went with them.
My partners were never taken or even aware of them entering our room, I even kicked an ex one time to wake him, but no response , that drugged like state again.
I have moved many , many times in my life, but they always found me.
I believe they gave me knowledge, everything in came easy for me, like I just “Knew.”
One message that always stayed with me is that “ We are their children.”
There was never vocal communication, only through the mind.
I was never really told what they wanted or what they were doing with me.
After I reached menopause, the visits stopped.