A guy was taking his drivers license exam and they were approaching the first stop sign. He remembers preparing himself for what to do as it was a 4 way stop. also afraid to go to a psychiatrist for other reasons including losing my job, but i wont get into detail about that here. That was the route that I would normally take, however, I had a run-in with a group of boys that bullied me on a regular basis, so rather than taking a left out the front door of the school and proceeding due south for that 1.4 miles, I’d go left and then take another left at the very first traffic after leaving the school. I’d then walk to the next street over and take a right onto that street, again walking due south. It wasn’t much of a departure from my normal route, as the street ran parallel to the one I’d usually take to get home. I’d been doing that for at least a couple of months in an effort to avoid walking past the homes of the boys who were bullying me. Therefore, I’m confident of the the fact that there was no way I would have become lost or confused of my whereabouts. Hey John, Titus M here. I’d like to tell you a little about myself before I begin. I am 31 years old and a lot of really weird stuff has happened to me in my young life. I grew up in a small town in Oklahoma by the name of Colony. Originally founded as Seger Colony, sometime in the in the 1800’s.. what I’ve come to realize is even though I am pretty close to 1/4 Cherokee, I am not, as of yet enrolled in my tribe, and grew up all the way across the state on what I believe, may have very well been one of the last Cheyenne-Arapaho reservations out here. Given, it isn’t as big as it used to be just a small area used to for a annual powwow with a cpl Indian families, maybe still living there, and the rest of the town being inhabited by white families who’ve been there since way before me. What’s most fascinating to me is, I never realized that I basically lived on a reservation my whole life until this past thanksgiving. And, even then my oldest two sisters 20-30 years older than me, had never thought of that either and were completely dumbfounded when I brought this up, to all of our amazement. I agree with you in your belief that these events are spiritual in nature. I’ve come to that conclusion in the last few years since a particularly intense paranormal encounter in 2014. It seems to me that some people are prone to having these experiences and that they often run in families. While some can be perceived as negative and are often disturbing and even terrifying, I believe that God allows them to happen to us for a reason. A direct encounter with the spiritual realm, whether positive or negative, pleasant or unpleasant, often changes a person for the better, bring them closer to God. At least that was the result of my last experience, which was very troubling and frightening. Ultimately though, it was a good thing. I suppose it’s all how you react to these things. It seems to me that you have the right outlook and see them as beneficial.

I was 17 years old. I was driving home from college. it was normally a two-hour trip. I remember leaving where I was living near the college, but remember nothing after that until I suddenly realized I was driving into the town where my parents lived. It was as if I came awake with a start. I was at once amazed and worried/scared. The route, I traveled, went through several towns, varying speed limits, etc. I couldn’t understand how I had driven it without paying attention, or without even realizing anything until I was almost home. I’ve often wondered about it since then, but have not ever mentioned it to my parents (one of whom is now deceased) or to any other people at that time. I didn’t think to look at the time when I arrived home, so don’t know if it took the usual amount of driving time, or not. It seemed instantaneous… but worrisome since it was if I was suddenly there without knowing how or what had happened along the way. I decided to take an impromptu weekend trip for my son’s birthday. He lives in Wichita I lived in Atlanta. Flights were too expensive so I decided to drive.I’ve been trying to reconcile this all morning, it’s been 8 hours and I cannot understand it. I’m not scared or anything like that. I’m super curious to understand it… I wish I could give you an answer, Drew. I’ve been trying to figure this out most of my life and I still don’t know for sure. I only have ideas but no concrete proof of them. Over the past couple of years I’ve come to believe that much of what has been called “paranormal” experiences may be rooted in the demonic. I had always been very averse to attaching any sort of religious beliefs to paranormal events. When I heard proponents of that theory my reaction would typically be, “Those religious extremists think everything is either God or the devil.” In other words, I would scoff at the notion. Not so much now, however. Not since an experience that I had in June of 2014. Now I’m fairly convinced that at least some of the paranormal is demonic in nature, and perhaps all (or at least much) of it is.

you’re like baby Groot” when I’m looking at you, you’re still but when I turn away, you’re filled with activity” A guest stayed at our home for several days recently. My partner and I were chatting about recent events last night and she referred to the day our guest left . . . five or six days prior to the one I was sure he departed on. As we discussed the timeline in more detail, it became clear that I’d lost about a week of that particular stretch of time.

I got drugged and robbed on an international trip. Dude in a bar started chatting me up. I got up to go to the bathroom (left my drink unattended). Next thing I know (about an hour later), I’m disoriented and standing outside the bar and my stuff is gone. All in all, was still a fun trip. Never change, Berlin. *** I had a suicide attempt that ended up causing me serious brain damage. I woke up having no memory of the last 5 months prior to the attempt. 7 years later I am just now beginning to fill the gaps. *** It is a great pity John no one took you to a Buddhist or Hindu priest I am not saying all of them would know what happened but there are those who could have explained your experience. The Public Affairs Office at NASA's Goddard Space Flight Center in Greenbelt, Maryland, responded to the prevalence of Hill's fictitious story by issuing a press release that noted (among other things): I don’t remember being 6. I remember saying in my seventh birthday that I literally just turned 6 and now I was 7. It was really weird. ***