Here are some accounts that spanned lifetimes. And one that was a surprise.

@JoeStugutz~ to Mike Clelland’s Conversation

Been sub’d for a year appreciate your channel. I’m 61 and haven’t had any strange experiences since the 60s. However in 1991, I observed wha I thought at the time was a child sized large owl standing on the roof of my neighbor’s house, who was a frequently alone mom with 2 kids under 2 years old. But I know it was a screen memory. A calm hard snowfall had fallen into the city of Pittsburgh where I had relocated to and I had a valley of woods behind my house. I never would go walking in the woods of this neighborhood because there were too many houses around, and roads to cross . But at 11:30 my mind was clicking with a message to go out and enjoy the snowfall like I did when I was younger on our farm. So I made a large circle for 30 minutes and it was about 1 am as I got back to my house and as I got to the back door I looked over at my neighbors back door and just standing on the awning of the roof above her door was a huge owl that was as big as a 6 year old kid. But in my mind I said oh it’s an owl lien it was no big deal. And it never moved and I realized my whole walk was like a dream. I knew it happened but I remember very little of it. I just remember the beginning and the end. I had never heard of owls before, growing up in the country in ohio we had a few and they were small, same now in ohio we have many in the creek behind our house. The woman who lived next door had 2 small children, both maybe under 3 years old and was always alone as her husband was not home. We only lived there about 2 years, so I never got to know them very much as I also traveled for work and was not home. But in retrospect I know that it was a screen memory implant because the owl was as big as a little kid.

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@AineEithne - to My Grandfathers Encounters -Mary and Steve - When I was 9 and my brother was 5 (ages approximate), we lived in this house that was built around the turn of the century (20th, not 21st :-). It was old and haunted. We’d see white people that looked like ghosts, orbs, things that would disappear and reappear in odd places and move on their own. Sometimes things would break, and once a red orb floated past me and lit the water heater padding on fire . Many times i would hear something thumping up and down the staircase, only to find empty stairs. We knew about the things that went bump in the night because we lived through it. One night, my brother had gotten up to go to the bathroom and he came running into my room, waking me and he was telling me there was something in the hallway. Being the big sister, I told him it was ok and that I would check. I strode into the hallway not knowing what I would find, but what I found was totally unexpected. In the hallway, streaming through the window on the right, was a blue glowing light. The hallway smelled acrid, like brimstone. Beyond the light, filling the hallway from bottom to top was a very tall black figure. It had no face, was wearing a black trenchcoat and fedora, black pants and jack boots. It was hulking, just standing there, and as i stared into the empty inky blackness where a head should be, two red glowing eyes sparked like a cigarette flaring, like coals catching in a wind. I felt dizzy, overwhelmed with sadness then. It said something to me and then i was compelled to go back to bed. I backed up slowly into my room, not turning my back on it, to where my brother had taken up a spot on one side of the bed. His head was to the wall where my head would normally be. I told him i saw it, whatever it was... That was all i said, as i crawled into the opposite side of the bed, with my head facing the door. We both watched the doorway, our hearts pounding, until we thought it might be all clear. Just as we started to relax, thinking things might be ok, we got a terrifying sight. A single boot appeared in the doorway. At that point, we both blacked out until we awoke at the same time the next morning. First thing that came out of my brother’s mouth was ‘did you see that?’ I replied yes, the boot in the doorway, and we both knew in that instant we’d seen the same horrifying figure. We’d seen the Hat Man.

@mjhepburn11 - I’m 67. When I was about 8, I remember being with my parents on a vacation to Gettysburg, PA. As we were pulling into the road leading to the Drummer Boy campground, I saw a flying saucer over our car. It was grey/silver, with a dome protruding from the center bottom of the disc, surrounded by alternating red and blue lights. It was a little wider than our car, and maybe 75 feet overhead. It was just above the tops of the trees, and was following our car down the tree lined road. I kept trying to get my parents’ attention. “Dad, there’s a flying saucer over the car.” “Mom, there’s a flying saucer.” Normally very attentive to me, it puzzled me that they quietly stared straight ahead and wouldn’t answer. It followed us until the trees merged together into a canopy overhead, and I could no longer see it. I wonder now whether what I remember was the tail end of an abduction. My parents never talked about it, not once, ever.

@hikewomea – to But Something is There - Let me tell you a strange story that happened to me a few years ago. In the spring, in early May, I went for rest and fishing for Lake Seliger. This lake is located in Russia, about 380 km from Moscow to the north-west. I had an inflatable boat and the necessary equipment. I sailed far from the settlements and stopped on the island in the middle of the lake. I was completely alone, for the whole time of my journey I did not see people, there are wild places. One evening I caught a pike with a spinning rod. When I started cutting the fish, it was at about 10 pm. It was dark, I used the head flashlight. I accidentally looked up at the sky. Against the background of the gray sky, I noticed a huge black triangle. The object was motionless at an altitude of 100-200 m. At the corners of the triangle, a red light flashed about once a second. I was very scared. It was cold, about 2 degrees Celsius, so a fire was burning. I realized that the object will undoubtedly find my location. For some time I was confused. But nothing happened. Therefore, I continued to cook fish, cooked it and ate it. Then I drank tea. The object was still motionless in the sky over me. I continued to observe this a few more hours until 2 a.m. Then I tired and went to sleep in a tent. The next night, everything was repeated. Only this time the black triangle was a little further. I was no longer so afraid and watched the object for several hours. There were no triangles on the next night, but bright balls moved in the sky. They were much brighter than stars and flew along intricate trajectories. I even shot one such object with a phone.

All of these accounts were posted as comments at https://www.youtube.com/@SNG-Breaking.the.Silence

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I chose accounts from the beginning of our YouTube Channel. Here are three accounts:

[YouTube] @mikereilly2745 ~Before 2004 , I found this subject interesting , I believed the fact that so many people over such a huge amount of time from all over the world reported such similar things , That there most likely was something definitely going on. I never expected to see anything. I’ve been a astronomer for 35+ years , I have seen people over react to mundane objects in the sky. I never saw anything that couldn’t be figured out - UNTIL , one night , Out to star gaze for a quick session , Motion caught my attention out of the corner of my eye , I then watched clearly , directly , fairly close , A massive , sky filling Rectangle craft quickly , effortlessly glide across the whole sky. It was honestly and truly the size of 4 to 5 entire neighborhoods At least 1 mile long x 1/2 mile wide ‘’thick’‘ . This perfect rectangle had no lights at all that the eye could see , It was a extremely quiet night , This gigantic machine made no sound at all. It was darker than the blackest black , It actually looked like a rectangle had been cut out of the sky. It moved different , It moved in the most perfect , straight , flat , level line It moved as if it was on a rail. It looked absolutely effortless. In my binoculars , I saw no features , It looked like it was one piece. About 15 to 20 seconds or so after it had gone away out of my sight , 2 military jets came roaring across the sky following after it. I expected to see this the next day on every tv news channel etc.. There was nothing . My family and I called all the tv stations , radio stations , newspapers , airports , People were curious and tried to be helpful , But , there was nothing. Those pilots and those that deployed them Must know much more. At that time , I was the owner of Telescope-Technologies co. I was fortunate to have an investigation / re creation performed by physicist Dr Peter Glenn phd from Oxford University , along with pilot , Mark Futch , Using one of his sea planes. Estimates from the recreation flights put the rectangle at an altitude of not more than 1 kilometer and at a ground distance away of 1.5 to 2 kilometers maybe a bit further , But, Not a lot further . The 2 jets were lower and closer to me , I felt certain that the jets were going a good bit faster than the rectangle craft and were in fact going to catch up to it within 1 minute , Maybe 2 at most. I was a little worried and wondered what will happen if they do catch up to it. We make some impressive things But , This rectangle craft could NOT have been made by us. For 21 years now , I keep searching for any information , similar events etc... Thank you for your show.

Re- Giant rectangle craft. This was in Englewood Florida US , Sarasota county , 1 mile from Manasota beach Gulf of Mexico. Very cold winter night in either January or February , Most likely a Saturday or Sunday night , Right about 10:30 pm. It was below freezing out I don’t know if the jets were Navy or Airforce . They were long , skinny , pointy , Very light grey on top , the bottoms looked almost white. I clearly remember the cockpit canopies were very dark and looked almost black. I don’t know if the jets had 1 or 2 engines , or 1 or 2 upright rear tail fins ?

YouTube @j.w.r3730 ~ I have a 49-year journey this year of pursuing the big issue of what’s happening to this world and beyond it. I’m 62 this year, and for me, it started in July 1977 in Black Forest,Colorado. I lived directly east of the Air Force Academy and about 5 miles from Nickoli Teslas property in Monument. I and a friend encountered someone we pursued for a time through the woods, which was someone we thought we knew. I had a foster home back 2 miles up on Black Forest Road,and they housed handicap children. One was a Down syndrome boy who occasionally got out and would wander down to our house cabin. The foster parents additionally would dress him in a bright one piece hoody outfit,so if he got lost he could be seen in the forest. So that July one day I and my buddy john are behind my house fooling around and we see what looks like the boy. Running full break speed from the road into the woods like really fast. So we decide go chase him,catch him,take him home. Off we go,but he’s so fast I think as I’m trying to run him down,he’s dodging trees,bushes,and I can’t catch this kid. Then he suddenly dodges to the left around a big sycamore bush,and dead stops on the other side of it. I can’t quite see him,so I part the bush to jump on him and finally catch him. I parted those bushes and froze because it wasn’t him,it was not him I was seeing. There’s this,person,4 feet away from me in this brilliant neon blue hoodie suit,the feet included. Had these pickets in the front all over it,and sticks and leaves and such stuck in them. The hoods up,and I can’t see the face,then I see it’s arms,sleeves to elbow,spindly thinnest arms I’ve ever seen. Then these tiny hands with 1 more digit bend than ours,had 5 realy long fingers,grey shiny colors,no fingernails. It was about 4 feet tall,bipedal,very small feet,the shoe of the suit looked like a sneaker shape. Right as I stood full up,it reached up and pulled the hoodie down off of its head. About that time this smell hit me like something aquatic,sulpher,sweet mix smell. It’s head was glossy clear layer under that was a Grey base and mottled veins and this pattern. Like mica flakes gold,green,blues all across the top of its head. Head was the size of say a 3,4 year old humans,no ears. Had these black roundish eyes twice the size of ours,flat ridge to tiny nostrils. The mouth was a surprisingly wide slit with tiny lips. So we stare at each other for a good moment when it cocks it’s head to its left at an angle. And just suddenly gives me this Cheshire cat grin but with its mouth closed. And that was it for me,I turn and John’s behind me the whole time,and he’s seeing it too. I go to him,”RUN”,and the next we knew we were back at the edge of our pasture behind my house. All I’m thinking in my mind is we got the kid,and took him home,Jon’s going yeah,we did,cool. Get to my house and his mother is there with my mom,and boy we started catching hell from the both of them. We’re trying to tell them we saw the boy and got him and took him home. My mom calls them ,they say nope,he’s been here the whole time. Me and John shut up and are looking at eachother like what is happening. Because that’s what our memories were of that day. No aluen,we took the kid home. We were only allowed to go into those woods for an hour at the most. Moms are yelling at us you’ve been gone 3 hours,now where were you. Got grounded for weeks,we took an ass kicking for that day. We never spoke of it again. Then I got a flashback to what really happened when I saw the Sightings show and some guys in Oregan encountered the same thing. This was 3 days after my encounter. 37 years later I went back to Colorado and stayed a week with my dad in Manitou Springs. Wake up around 4 with this huge compulsion to go smoke a cigarette on my dad’s 2nd floor deck. There’s a big yard,fenced,a second yard behind it with cars and a shack,with this sycamore tree next to it. Back alley with a light pole lighting up the second yard. I light up,lean on the rail,and look down,and the little guy I saw in 77 was standing under the tree looking up at me. Hoodie down,arms at its sides smiling that grin again. So look at him and call down to, him,”Hey,just come up here and let’s talk” “I want to know who you are,and what happened to me,come up” Just keeps staring at me with that grin. Which then pisses me off,because I never wanted this in my life at first. So I get done with the smoke and flick it at him,going “ Fine,go to hell then!” And go back in and went back to sleep. Next morning tell my dad,we go take a look in that yard under that tree and find footprints in the sand there. I got pictures of those. And that’s my story,wonder if I will see that one again…

YouTube @1MarkKeller [referring the movie, But Something is There]~ The aftermath of his first encounter reminds me of my own. I would find myself on the floor of my parent’s bedroom because of a nightmare about these “people” who would walk out of the closet in my bedroom after a bright flash of blue light would appear in the room. Sometimes, I would wake up in the living room lying on the couch early in the morning with no memory of going into the living room. But I would remember the flash of blue light in my bedroom the night before. These beings would show up so much in my teenage years that I ended up getting insomnia because I hoped not going to sleep would keep them away. I blocked the closet door and even took the door off the bedroom closet to keep them from popping out of it, but nothing stopped them. The cover art for “Communion” stopped me in my tracks and nearly gave me a heart attack the day I saw the display in a department store, my heart was beating so fast. It was the closest illustration I had ever seen of the beings that would come to me at night ... he large up turned almond eye shape. The tannish brown, pinkish grey skin coloring. The head shape being more oval and less like a huge light bulb.

All of these accounts were posted as comments at https://www.youtube.com/@SNG-Breaking.the.Silence

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