(AS ORIGINALLY RE****TED IN THE CULVER CITY HERALD)
Hi, my name is Angela.
We live in a farmhouse just outside of Culver City.
Last Thursday, I was asleep in my room.
I woke up and my window was open. A strong
wind was blowing the curtains. I thought that a
storm was blowing up, so I got up to close the
window. As I looked out the window, a greenish
glow from the backyard became brighter and
brighter. I was hypnotized, as I watched three
short, black figures with red eyes and green teeth
walk towards my window. They reached out their
hands, silently asking me to follow them. I had no
will, I must obey. I followed them to a ****nny
saucer shaped craft. It had landed in my backyard.
It had crushed my swing set and my dog Millie's
dog house. I wondered where Millie was, but only
for an instant. Suddenly a door opened up in the
****nny saucer shaped craft. They led me inside.
There was some sort of leader person who looked
like he was in charge of all the rest. He motioned
me towards him. As I walked towards him, my
clothing began to slip away and fall to the floor.
Soon, I stood before him, ****d, but not ashamed.
he motioned me towards a table, and had me lay down.
Several individuals came and stood over me. They
were waving their arms and hands and sounded like
they were reciting some kind of chant. I soon slipped
into unconsciousness.
I woke up in my bed the next day, and it all seemed
like a bad dream. I closed all my curtains and turned
off all of my lights. I didn't dare move until after the
sun went down. I hadn't seen Millie. Where could she
be? I had to go outside as soon as it got dark. I
found myself in the fog. Soon, there was that eerie
greenish light. I found myself in front of the saucer
shaped craft again. Once more, the door opened.
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