I was abducted by aliens for 20 years (TRUE)

Abducted- Part 1

So......I  have been abducted. By space aliens. I cannot corroborate any other  persons story about being abducted, I can only tell you about my own  experience, and a can ensure you it is true. It seems as though my  experience has been unique in that Ive never read of another persons  abduction being like mine.

I am willing to be completely honest with everything, and I will  explain how everything went down. I am 33 now, and have continuously  been abducted for the last 20 years.

When I was 13, I was more or less your average kid. Enjoyed video  games, movies, etc. It was 1994, so we were in the awkward not quite  full 90s but over the 80s so we more or less all just looked awkward,  and loved Nirvana. Point being, I had no special abilities, wasn't a  loner or the most popular, and because of this, to this day, I have no  idea how I was initially abducted. Or chosen by the aliens.

I have a cousin named Larry, who is essentially your typical  douchbag. He was about 4 years older than me, and lived down the street.  When he was bored, he would be my best friend. As soon as he was around  anyone else, however, hed torture me. He more or less refused to  acknowledge my existence once he started driving, and, I was cool with  that. I didnt consider him close by any means, so him leaving me alone  was cool by me.

One day, in the late summer, right before I started my freshman year  of high school, I was walking down the street with an inner tube to go  the river. I was meeting some friends in a popular place for teens to go  and be alone in our town; it was down this sort of back road, passed  this junkyard, and off that road about a quarter mile up this dirt path.  We had a rope swing, and there was a concrete ledge that old guys with  their Vietnam veteran hats on would fish off of sometimes. Older teens  would sometimes light bonfires and drink later in the evening, 13 year  olds, like me at that age would float on tubes, try and act like the  older kids when they weren't around, and generally pretend we were more  badass than we really were. The good ole days.

On this day, I walked passed my cousins house, and he was getting  into his car, he looked at me, I looked at him, I did the head nod to  say whats up, and he did nothing. I kept walking, expecting him to drive  passed shortly and ignore me yet again.

Oddly enough, I see something creeping next to me out of my peripheral, and I turn to see him pulling up.

You going to the river?

(I instinctively wanted to make a smart ass comment considering I had a towel around my neck and an inner tube)

I decided not to and just said yeah.

Want a ride?

Without thinking I jumped into the car, and as he departed down the  road, I thought what the hell is going on here. Why is this guy being  nice, something bad is about to happen.

As he drove he was talking to me like a normal person.

School starts next week, you taking the bus?

Yes. (again, fought the urge to say something smart ass like)

How bout I drive you.

Yeah....sounds good (what the fuck). I became almost giddy, trying not to smile, are we turning over a new leaf?

He dropped me off where the road ended I was going to walk the rest  of the way up the trail. The interaction with my cousin was weird, he  was being nice to me. I wish this was the most unexpected thing to  happen to me on that day.

I started walking and thinking to myself how it was weird how my  cousin acted so normal, when I heard a huge clash. It startled me.

I ran back to the road, which had an immediate curve on it, so I had  to run up it a bit further to see down the road far enough.

As I turned the corner, I saw a little smoke, and the further I went,  I saw my cousins car wrapped around a tow truck right at the entrance  to the junk yard.

As I ran up, my cousin got out, and was fine. The old guy in the tow  truck physically was fine, but he got out moaning loudly, talking  gibberish.

It took everything in my power not to laugh.

(I again wanted to make a smart ass comment to my cousin but I stopped)

He spoke to the guy for a few minutes and just yelled over to me: Go get my dad.

I was like you want me to walk? Hes like no, run, hurry up.

I think he was nervous, or his adrenaline wore off and he was  starting to have a meltdown, his car was totaled. I figured id do what I  could for the guy. My first thought when I took off running was...whelp  I guess I will be taking the bus to school after all.

Driving to the river in a car took you one way, but you could walk  the opposite way on the path, and walk across the beams of an old broken  bridge to get right near our street. I took off that direction up the  path, and stopped by where my friends were waiting for me near the  swing. I told them what happened, and they all were going to check it  out when I left up the path in the opposite way to go get my uncle.

How I wonder to this day if there had been cell phones back then,  would I really have gone through the things that I went through in the  past 20 years.

I really have no idea, and regardless I cant change what happened to  me, and today I am finally ready to talk about it. When I rounded a  corner on the dirt path just before getting to the old bridge, a tree  root seemingly jumped out of the ground and grabbed my ankle. I tripped,  and all I saw was dirt quickly approaching my face and then darkness.

When I awoke...things would never be the same for me ever again....

I need to take a break and organize my thoughts about the things that  will follow. Bare with me as this stuff is hard for me to talk about.  You will all understand soon enough.