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56 Suspicious/ Obvious Indicators and Dreams as a Kid Something I noticed straight away was how many of my logged incidents began with the words “When I was five...” “Around the age of four...” “About five years old when...” Four and five years old, over and over again. And recently, I just came across some corroborating insight about this that made me want to fall out of my chair. In the book “Future Memory” by author P.M.H. Atwater, she says “...fascinating that between the ages of four and five is when most childhood cases of alien abductions and alien sightings are reported to occur...” WOW! No doubt, I had a LOT of activity at those ages, something was definitely happening. This is also the time when the lifelong issues between my mom and I really kicked in. I never realized that until doing this write up though, which is why writing stuff down is such a good idea. My entire life I’d just tell people, “Oh, me and my mom have NEVER gotten along, going back to when I was really little, we just always hated each other...” But when I did this write up I began to realize...that’s not true. It started when I was about four to five years old as far as I can tell. Reversed in bed. An incident at about five years old when we lived in Westfield, Massachusetts - my mom had a funny feeling about me in the middle of the night...so much so that she got up to check on me and found me lying outside the covers, reversed on my bed, arms at my sides, with my eyes open, unblinking, staring at the ceiling. She leaned in close, watching me to see if I was breathing or blinking, and then I came to. I blinked a couple of times, and turned to look at her. She gasped and jumped back and said “OH MY GOD I thought you were dead!” She was really weirded out about the whole thing. Tucked me back in the right way, looking scared. I had no memory of why or how this happened, I only remember it from the point where I came to and turned to look at her, like, huh? what’s going on? and seeing her jump back away from me. There would be several times throughout the years when we later lived in Connecticut where I would wake up as a kid reversed in the bed, outside the covers, not sure how I got that way, but no more that my mom was ever aware of. It doesn’t happen as an adult though. Being reversed in the bed, is one Chasing Phantoms i