Miesha's Story

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I had many contacts where these ET’s would come to my window and stand in front of it looking like a dear and then I was taken on board to be taught many things about the ship, my family and myself. I felt that these contacts with them through out my childhood kept me alive. As a child I had many experiences many of which I did not understand and was quite frightened. My sister and I slept in the same room and would hide under the bed. I of course was afraid of all the normal things like closets, windows and lights behind doors.

When I reached puberty I was taken on board and examined. I was told this was to prepare me for the hybrid program that I would be part of.

I have learned from the ETs. I made an Agreement with them on a subconscious level before I incarnated on to earth.. They do not understand how we could be in fear of this experience since we are co-creators of this experience. There are a few ways that you are chosen. First one is our mass mind we choose to live lives as an Earth humans. An individual comes into existence on our planet. They carry with them a signature vibration that is coded within our computer. You may consider it to be like homing device. At a certain development stage which has been decided before incarnation. The signature will be like a beacon to them.

My first encounters in Arco Idaho in 1966, with the first reptilians was very negative. I had many experience with a positive groups of ETs as well. Many times after my positive contacts had ended and I was returned to my home. I would then be re-abducted the same night or a night after by either the black ops, grays or reptilians. The Black Ops often delivered me into the hands of the Reptilians. I also had grays that seemed to turn me over to the Black Ops. I have been in many underground bases and hospitals. This was a terrifying time in my life.

One night I was abducted by aliens they were in hooded cloaks and were dark and tall. The last thing I remember I was in my bed room and the next thing I was with a woman with almost albino skin and dark black hair wearing white nurses uniform. She handed me over to the clocked ones. I remember being in a room and I was part of a sexual project (Told me I was special chose and part of a special race and bloodline and they own me.) They do sexual perversions and rape me. It was a horrible ritual I was surrounded by the cloaked ones.

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My father was in the Rosicrucian order and was a magician. He was so scared he came home one night and told Mom that he had to get out of it for his family sake. What amazing things I can do but the price is too great and then he moved a cup across the table with his mind.

I can not remember anything about my childhood in Blackfoot, Idaho. Why did 5 of my brothers and sisters die as children before the age of 3? I’ve wondered if someone killed them because we were just one of those poor mind controlled families who were expendable. Why don’t they have any pictures of the other children that died in such unusual ways? They only have one picture of each of the children that died except for one sister and she has no picture and last one was still born but maybe the elite took him too. I have a horrible memory of seeing one of my brothers Aaron die. After my parents died we looked but did not find any birth or death certificates in the house anywhere.

My Dad was a magician and a master illusionist. Every summer, he would take my three older brother and sisters on the road to do magic shows. The following memory came out during a regression in 2011. Me as a child talking about my fathers treatment of me. “My Daddy was mean to me he was sick and he couldn’t help himself. He would pinch me poke me cut me, It hurts. He did naughty things to me. My father said “I have to do this to you to prepare you, so you will be able to go someplace else in your mind, when the pain starts.” “You have to be ready for what comes later.” He would hypnotize me and make me think I was going to see butterflies. But they weren’t butterflies they were mean people. He took me to the basement and is smells like dirt and death. The mean people and aliens are in the basement wall. I am so scared of them oh Daddy why did you take me to the basement and give me to the mean men. I don’t want any of that stuff to happen to my privates anymore. I was so scared of the basement.

My father became a minister when I was a teenager and made a confession to me on his death bed. He asked me to please forgive me. He told me he had do what he did to me or they would have taken the rest of teir children. I know he was mind controlled too. I have forgiven him.

My invisible friend I remember the BEEGEES.

They were my friends and they use to come when I was sad. My brothers and sisters were at school… The Beegees took me high in their ship and taught me how to fly. They tickled me and made me happy. They made me feel loved. They told many things that they had never told anyone else and I told them my secrets. I use to see them come out from under the stairs. When I was alone they would come and console me, since I felt as a child my Mom & Dad didn’t love us kids. The beings resembled across between the Ewoks and little foots (baby Big Foots)