Personal Narrative: I Believe In Extraterrestrial Life

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Do you believe in aliens? If you had asked me this three weeks ago I would have laughed at this childish question. In the early 2000’s people used to believe in extraterrestrial life, but in my lifetime all science disproved the idea that we would ever see other planets, or the planet’s inhabitants. Our minds couldn't fathom a machine to enable us to see into our universe that far. The lack of hardcore evidence resulted in our ultimate refusal to accept that other life could exist and this eventually led to our ultimate demise.

We never gave much thought to the other billions of galaxies, with Earth's just like ours. Life has always been sustainable in other galaxies but to our disadvantage we are a "see it to believe it" species. Our imaginations …show more content…

“Did she know They were there?” I thought horrifiedly. “Were They approaching from behind to attack her, or were They forcing her to walk with a gun aimed at her? Was she leading Them to one of our hideouts?!?” I was about to call out to her and warn her of her pursuers, when one of Them said to her “Call him again Marge, tell him you love him, and it is safe.” She did as one of Them had said. No hesitation, no sign of a visible gun, it appeared she was complying without any bonds, prodding, or compulsion. She started calling for John, her husband, telling him it was safe to come out, and it was all a trap. My heart shattered into a million pieces as she emotionlessly called to him, as though she wasn't betraying her significant other. I heard him before I saw him. “Marge?” he asked quiet, and disbelievingly. “Marge! You are alive!” Stirring came from deep in a buried forgotten garbage can, where I realized the voice had come from. As he hastily and clumsily climbed out of the garbage can, he stumbled down and fell. When he found his footing he rushed to Marge, unaware or beyond caring of Thier presence. He threw his arms around her, kissing her face repeatedly, through all his tears he said “Marge, I was so worried they had captured you!” Suddenly he froze. Fear, panic, and horror replaced all joy in his face. “Marge?” he said confusedly as he held her blank face in his …show more content…

As to how They were “changing” us, my mind assumes They have to change the brain somehow. Whether in a chamber that attaches to the brain and literally reassembles it, or on an operation table, one-by-one. I hope I never know for certain. All I really know is that after the victims are “changed” they do exactly as they are told; whether by command, radio waves, or brain to brain communication I am not sure. I do know that they aren't the same people. They don't think for themselves anymore. Those that survived the battle are slowly becoming slaves to

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