I suddenly realize I'm no longer in my body. In shock, I look at myself thinking, "How strange to be able to see myself sitting over there from this point of view." Lounging there, I seem to have this little smile on my face with my feet up snoozing comfortably in my red easy boy. I've never seen anything like this in my life.
Slowly and gently we begin to rise. "I'm dead. That must be it! They are taking me away."
"We don't want to shock you. We just want to show you something. You are perfectly okay. You will be all right later on too," someone says to me in the most beautific and melodic voice I've ever heard yet no one had spoken. "You'll be back in no time."
October 21, 1975, started so normally, but gazing at the craft hovering over my house I know my life is changing forever.
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© Paul Coulbeck 1999