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		<title>By: Intrepid</title>
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		<description>Dear NHouseman,

In response to your post I have this much to add;

Between 1983 and 1986 I was tormented by bedroom visitations in an apartment (3rd or highest floor towards back) at 97 Orange Street Uptown Saint John.  I was age 2-4 at this time and the memories have stuck with me to this age of 26.  I have seeked council to find out what happened but someday I feel i need to revisit the address.  I find it hard to even drive by or walk by this area.

As a toddler I remember every detail, from the light blue walls in my bedroom, the grey blue soft carpeting, and even the shelf to the left of my bed where my mom placed my music box.  I remember back to 6 months of age.  

It was during this early part of my existence that I was visited by what most would label demons.  I am not sure if now I might say it was extraterrestrials since I believe we may be misunderstanding the anomoly.

I have never experienced fear in life such as this.  I find it difficult to type this without the hair raising on my arms and neck.  These entities would appear from the walls and would pray around me, there was more than one.  They were dark and short, standing near the posts of my captains bed.  They might resembled extraterrestrials, however, I remember a dark face with almost red pink eyes.  I would scream, cry, etc, and could not talk at this age yet.  mom would come in the room and i would point and she saw nothing and would write it off as a temper tantrum.  I actually have tears typing this so as a grown man that should mean somthing.  You may publish this; it may receive ridicule, but all I would like to know is why it happened.

A few years ago I came out about this experience and mom was shocked.  Both her and my father remember strange occurances at the apt on orange street.  She remembers me staring straight past her at something....This collaborates my account for myself anyways.

It was not some child hood fantasy story; this has truly affected me.

I have always been senstive spiritually and would like to know why these entities chose to visit a child.

Regards,

Intrepid.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear NHouseman,</p>
<p>In response to your post I have this much to add;</p>
<p>Between 1983 and 1986 I was tormented by bedroom visitations in an apartment (3rd or highest floor towards back) at 97 Orange Street Uptown Saint John.  I was age 2-4 at this time and the memories have stuck with me to this age of 26.  I have seeked council to find out what happened but someday I feel i need to revisit the address.  I find it hard to even drive by or walk by this area.</p>
<p>As a toddler I remember every detail, from the light blue walls in my bedroom, the grey blue soft carpeting, and even the shelf to the left of my bed where my mom placed my music box.  I remember back to 6 months of age.  </p>
<p>It was during this early part of my existence that I was visited by what most would label demons.  I am not sure if now I might say it was extraterrestrials since I believe we may be misunderstanding the anomoly.</p>
<p>I have never experienced fear in life such as this.  I find it difficult to type this without the hair raising on my arms and neck.  These entities would appear from the walls and would pray around me, there was more than one.  They were dark and short, standing near the posts of my captains bed.  They might resembled extraterrestrials, however, I remember a dark face with almost red pink eyes.  I would scream, cry, etc, and could not talk at this age yet.  mom would come in the room and i would point and she saw nothing and would write it off as a temper tantrum.  I actually have tears typing this so as a grown man that should mean somthing.  You may publish this; it may receive ridicule, but all I would like to know is why it happened.</p>
<p>A few years ago I came out about this experience and mom was shocked.  Both her and my father remember strange occurances at the apt on orange street.  She remembers me staring straight past her at something&#8230;.This collaborates my account for myself anyways.</p>
<p>It was not some child hood fantasy story; this has truly affected me.</p>
<p>I have always been senstive spiritually and would like to know why these entities chose to visit a child.</p>
<p>Regards,</p>
<p>Intrepid.</p>
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