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Speaker 3: Hello everyone, hope you're all doing well tonight. I'm Nick
Canter and this is the UFO Chronicles Podcast. For tonight's guest,
we have Amber from Tennessee and you'll be sharing about
her experience is that she believed involved contact with non
human intelligence, beginning with an encounter at age nine in
South Florida and continuing with a second event at sixteen
that she interprets as an adduction. She describes telepathic communication
a mysterious examination and unusual mark, and she says was
left behind and the years she spent trying to understand
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Speaker 1: To the show. Thank you so much for having you
know kIPS and honor, the pleasure is all mine.
Speaker 3: Amber. Thank you for joining us tonight and you're coming
to us from the state of Tennessee. Yes, okay, Now, Amber,
you have some quite a few experiences to share with us.
Would you like start at the beginning please, ma'am.
Speaker 1: Yes, I would love to hello and welcome. My name
is Amber Suppleaveda. I'm thirty two years old born on
June fourth, nineteen ninety four. I grew up in Boca Raton,
South Florida, and grew up in my family home in Margate, Florida.
I was raised primarily by my aunt alongside my mother,
and from my earliest memories, my life revolved around Christianity.
As a non denominational Christian Church wasn't just something we
did on Sundays. It's shaped how I understood the world,
how I understood God, and how I believed that reality worked.
As a little girl, I was just a normal kid.
I loved animals, I love nature. I was fascinated by
how life itself worked. I would spend hours wondering how
everything fit together, how God created the universe, why everything
seemed connected, and how something so complex could exist with
such incredible design. Then in two thousand and three, when
I was eight or nine years old, something happened that
completely changed the course of my life, one encounter, one night,
and then from that moment on the foundation of everything
I believed was shaken. For years, I kept these experiences
to myself. I questioned them, I wrestled with them. I
try to make sense of them through my faith, through science,
through history, and eventually through years of research. Today we're
living in what many people describe as an age of disclosure.
Governments have acknowledged unidentified aerial phenomenas, military footage has been released,
and conversations that once seemed impossible are now happening in
the open. Whether you agree with my conclusions or not,
I've laid this is finally the right time to tell
my story. There's another reason I'm speaking now. My health
has been declining, and it's given me a profound sense
of urgency, and I don't want this story left untold
for a long time. I hope I could share these
experiences anonymously, that somehow there would be a layer of
protection between me and the public. But I've reached a
point where I no longer want to hide behind a synonym.
My name is Ambersupleveda. This is my real name. These
are my experiences, and whether you believe every part of
them or simply listen with an open mind. I'm grateful
you're here, and I'm glad to be here. The events
I'm about to share unfold between two thousand and three
and twenty ten and a UAP mothership sighting in twenty fourteen,
well over seven year period that forever changed how I
see reality. But they're impacted and in there. They stayed
with me every single day even now, and looking back now,
I can divide those years into three defining chapters in
my life. The first began in two thousand and nine,
when I was eight and what I believed was my
first telepathic encounter with the gray alien. The second came
in two thousand and five during a school field trip
at the Kennedy Space Center where I met Apollo fifteen
astronaut Al Warden. I asked him a question that had
been burning inside me, and his answers sent me down
a path of obsessive research. The third and fourth chapter
came in twenty ten, when I was sixteen. It was
beyond anything I could have prepared for. It wasn't just
another encounter. It was a revelation I was told forbidden
knowledge taken on what felt like a guided tour, and
I was familiar to them, known in ways I still
struggled to comprehend. I'll reveal more as we continue. In time,
I came to understand abductions as described in many reports.
They unfold in distinct stages. First being the communion, the
initial contact when they come for you. Second is the tour,
being shown the ship and what it's within. The third
stage is surgical procedures or examinations, sometimes leaving behind marks.
Then comes the fourth stage, the deeper tour, sometimes to
places far beyond earth, revealing even more. And finally the
fifth stage, they released you when they return you home,
though not always exactly where you started. Like in my case,
I found myself returned to a different location, yet forever changed.
By then, I was sixteen years old, and I wasn't
the frightened child that had been in two thousand and
three years of searching for answers had prepared me in
ways I couldn't have imagined. When I came face to
face with those same entities again, I chose not to run.
I chose to ask questions. And those three moments are connected,
each one built upon the last, And I'm going to
take you through each chapter exactly as I remembered it
to honestly share what I experienced and how it changed
my life forever. This is the first contact. It all
started one night in two thousand and nine, when I
was just eight or nine years old. I remember laying
on my right side, fast asleep in my bed. Then
all of a sudden, I became aware of this overwhelming presence,
this unmistakable feeling that I was being watched. It wasn't
like waking up from a dream. It felt as though
something had entered my room and somehow reached inside of me.
I opened my eyes. Just a few feet from my
bed was a dark figure crouched down no more than
three feet tall, staring directly at me. My dear, I'm nine,
I'm so scared. Then it spoke, not with its mouth,
but inside my mind. It wasn't hearing words with my ears.
It was more like thoughts were being placed directly in
my consciousness. The communication felt deeply personal, almost intimate. The
very first thing it said was do not be afraid.
That immediately reminds me of how angels speak throughout the Bible.
Their first words are almost always do not be afraid.
Then it says something that completely caught me off guard.
I'm just curious about your dreams. I instantly tried to
move nothing. I tried to sit up, nothing. I tried
to scream nothing. I couldn't move my arms, I couldn't
move my legs. I couldn't even open my mouth. The
only thing I could move for my eyes left right
up and down. As a kid, I used to imagine
what it would be like to have superpowers to read
minds or communicate without speaking, and somehow, in that moment,
I felt like I could. Without knowing what telepathy even was,
I instinctively answered in the exact same way it was
speaking to me inside my mind. I shouted back, No,
you may not look at my dreams their mind. I
remember feeling with absolute certainty that my dreams weren't just dreams.
They were something sacred, something deeply personal, and I wasn't
gonna let anything take that away from me. It felt
like this being was flipping through my memories, almost like
something scrolling or someone scrolling through photographs in a slide show,
moments from my life to my dreams, and as deep
as my thoughts. I could actually feel it searching and
searching through my mind, like flipping pages in a book.
It was one of the most violating feelings I've ever experienced.
Looking back now, I realized I was communicating telepathically, but
at eight years old, I had no idea what telepathy was.
It just happened naturally. The exchange felt organic, as if
our thoughts were flowing back and forth without words. Oddly enough,
the being didn't feel hateful. It felt incredibly curious. That
doesn't mean I wasn't terrified. I absolutely was. It looked
exactly like people today would describe as a classic gray.
Its skin was pale with bluish green tint, almost translucent,
like faint veins were visible bath the surface. Its head
was oversized. Its eyes were almond shaped, enormous, blacker than black.
The only light reflecting from them came from the moonlight
shining through my bedroom window. There was no anger, no happiness,
no expression at all, just this intense, silent curiosity. Years later,
after researching countless reports and learning about sleep paralysis, people
naturally asked if that's what was happening to me, and
the reasons I've never personally believed that explanation fits my
experience is because something changed in that room. The moment
I refused to let it into my mind, it felt
like whatever connection existed between us suddenly snapped. It was
almost like a cord had been cut. Instantly I was
able to move again. I jumped up out of bed
and took off running toward my mother's bedroom. But before
I reached the doorway, I made a decision. I was
a smart kid growing up. I told myself, if I
look back and it's gone, then maybe I imagined all
of this. But if I look back and it's still there,
then I know this is really happening. So I looked
back as I'm running to my mom's room, except it
wasn't three feet tall anymore. It stood up. It had
to have been about six or seven feet tall. Its
arms slowly reached towards me, and then I noticed its
hands like three or four long fingers. Its mouth opened
just slightly, and its eyes widened, and for just a moment,
it almost looked like it didn't want me to leave.
But I didn't stop running. I sprinted, completely terrified, straight
into my mother's bedroom, and she immediately sat up and
looked at me, and her first words out of her
mouth were amber, Oh my God, you look like you've
just seen a ghost. You're white as a sheet. I
had never forgotten that years later when I heard of
other experiencers describing family members saying almost the exact same
thing after their encounters, like Reina Ryan, her husband said
she had looked like she had just seen a ghost
when she saw her and in one of her interviews
in nineteen eighty And it's just struck me how similar
that phrase and experience was, and that moment, I wasn't
thinking of any of that though. It was just I
was just a terrified girl trying to understand something I
had no words for. And so here's chapter two, the
question that changed everything for me. For the next two years,
I couldn't stop thinking about that night. I didn't tell
many people. I didn't even know what questions to ask.
All I knew was that something had entered my bedroom,
communicated with without speaking, and left me with more questions
than answers. These questions followed me everywhere. They followed me
to school, they followed me to church, They followed me
every single night before I fell asleep. By two thousand
and five, I was ten years old. Our school took
a field trip to Kennedy Space Center. At the time,
it was just another school trip. I had no idea
that it would become one of the most defining moment
of my life. During that visit, I had the opportunity
to meet Apollo fifteen astronaut Al Warden. Standing there in
front of someone who had actually traveled to the Moon,
I knew I had one chance to ask the question
that had been burning inside of me ever since that
night in two thousand and three. I looked at him,
dead in the eyes, and I asked, our alien's real
I'll never forget his response, as I remember, he looked
directly back at me and answered yes. That single word
changed everything for me. It wasn't just the answer, it
was the certainty behind it. Walking away from that conversation,
I felt like a door had opened that I couldn't close.
From that moment forward, I became obsessed with finding answers.
I immersed myself in everything I could find from the
Roswell incident, the historical UFO reports, the books, documentaries, accounts
from people who claim they have experiences of their own,
military cases, interviews, anything that might help understand what had
happened to me. For the next five years. I wasn't
trying to prove anything to anyone. I was trying to
answer one question for myself, what happened in my bedroom
that night. Years later, I came across interviews where al
Warden discussed Life Beyond Earth on Good Morning Britain eight
years ago from today on YouTube before he passed away
in twenty twenty. One statement that stood out to me
was when he express the idea that aliens are us
and we are them, whether someone agrees with that idea
or not. Hearing those words years after meeting him made
me reflect on that conversation at Kennedy Space Center in
a completely different way. Looking back now, the single question
I asked ten years ago became the beginning of a
search that would eventually lead to what happened to me
in twenty ten. And by then I wasn't the same
frightened little girl anymore. I was ready to ask questions.
So here's chapter three my abduction. When I was sixteen,
I was just sprawled out on the couch, thinking it
was just another ordinary night. But it wasn't just any night.
It was already eleven PM and there was this show
I was watching on Adult Swim called Alcotine Hunger Force.
It was a show for older teens, eighteen enough, but
at sixteen, I felt like I was getting away with something.
There was a bit of pride in staying up late
watching what I wasn't supposed to. I was relaxed, wrapped
up in that teenage thriller, pushing my limits. But then
I glanced down the hall. That hall was etched in
my memory from years before. My mother's door was just
slightly cracked open, so subtle I might have ignored it,
but then I saw it move slowly. The door crept open,
as if unseen hands were from within pulling it outward,
beckoning the darkness forward. That darkness wasn't just black, it
was alive. It felt like the same blackness I'd seen
in those grays eyes all those years ago. It was
a void, familiar yet terrifying. I froze turn off the TV.
The room fell silent. I threw the blanket over my head,
as if that could shield me from what I had felt.
I whispered, it's nothing, just my imagination. I convinced myself
I was fine, and then I dripped it off to sleep.
But when I woke up, it was different. I was
in this lucid state, but I wasn't paralyzed, not like before.
I was hypnotized, moving as if something else was guiding me.
My arms stayed up my side, and I rose from
the couch, stepped by step towards the hurricane windows to
my right. And now these hurricane windows, they're they're heavy,
they're thick, okay, and if they're not like regular windows,
they're for hurricanes. Growing up in South Florida, you come
to realize that you're accustomed. Did that, and I just
I ended up going towards the window, and outside I
saw in the yard there's this glowing white craft, brighter
than anything I had seen, yet somehow gentle. It swayed,
fitting into the yard as if it belonged there. I
reached out in my hand, pressed through the window like water,
I stepped forward onto their ship. Everything was white. Everything
felt strangely organic, as if it all belonged together, just
like the window had flowed like water. When I reached
through the ship, itself felt alive, fluid. The chairs, the tables,
the entire structure. It wasn't separate pieces. The furniture emerged
from the floor seamlessly, part of the ship. It wasn't
like anything I'd seen. No edges, no steams, no bolts,
nothing like that, no metal. It was just a continuous,
smooth environment, like it was grown rather than built. And
there I was standing in this living space, no shadows,
no doors. At that moment, a couple of Grays stepped forward.
I couldn't tell exactly how many at first, and they
emerged from one of the corners, if you could call
them corners. The space was so bright, so seamless, that
it was like a mirror room without mirrors, no shadows,
no depth in the corners, just this white expanse. But
out of the deathless space, they stepped forward and I
realized I wasn't alone among them. I recognized instantly it
was the same gray I had met when I was
eight or nine years old. I couldn't explain how I knew,
but I knew. There was this familiar feeling like it
had non me for years. I just knew it was
a male. There was no anatomy, no obvious sign, but
it was as if that knowledge was already inside me.
There's that organic feeling again, the instinctive, like it had
been downloaded into my mind. I had no doubt that
this was the one that had been with me from
the beginning, ever since the first night. This was the
one I had been waiting to meet again, the one
I wanted to speak with without fear. Ever since that
first encounter, I had wondered what it would be like
to face him, to have a real conversation, to ask
the questions I had carried for years. And now there
he was standing before me, this gray who had been
with me since I was a child. I wasn't here
to run, I was here to talk. After that, it's
all a blur. I don't recall what they did, whether
they placed something inside me or removed anything, but I
do remember them gently taking my hands and guiding me
off the table, as if part of the stage was complete.
So I remember when they laid me on the gurney.
I had three or four grays on each side of me,
on the left and right. And as I'm laying down
on this journey, the table's cold, It's like the metal
ones you see in the hospital. It's cold, and I'm
wearing like a white robe. I noticed this small child
like gray come to the right side of me, and
he's carrying holding what looks like one of those lights
that help you see those games way advanced color screens
a little bit better in the dark, and you could
play the game at night. It looked like one of those.
And it came up to me and said, look at
this light. You will feel no pain. So I looked
at the light, and I felt no pain. And as
I was feeling no pain, they were making little incisions
on my left and right ankle. And I don't know
if they took something out or put something in, but
I still have those scars, one on each each of
my foot today. They were very gentle with me. It
didn't hurt. It was very interesting. I remember when they
took me off the table. It was almost like a
doctor's appointment and this surgery was done or something. And
I remember getting off the table and then this gray
came out from the corner. She was beautiful. I remember
looking up at her and she was like towering above me.
What was interesting about this being is like I knew
that they worked like a hive, like a hive mind.
She was tall, like probably about nine feet. The other
grays are about three or four feet. In the gray
that was with me since I was a child, there
was about six to seven point five feet tall, so
I could tell she was like the Queen, and I
spoke to her a lot more. As I stood before her,
I remember looking up. She was towering above me. They
all spoke telepathically a chatter. I could barely understand. Their
dialect consisted of clicks and chirps, like birds in my mind,
but her voice was clear. She told me that they
came from a sister solar system not far from us.
She said that there is a galaxy not far from
here and we visit often. When she named where they
were from, it sounded like Galilee. But later as I
dove into research, I realized it wasn't Galilee. It was
something closer to what the Betty and Barney Hill abductee
story Starmap described in the Zeta Reticuli map. In the encounter,
I recall them saying Galilee, or at least that's what
I thought I heard at the time, But later when
I dealt into research, I had misheard it. It wasn't Galilee,
it was Glease. I think the star system that reference
matched to Glease catalog. There's like an eighty six and
a Glease eighty two. It all fell into place. It
was like their origin, and I finally understood. It struck
me deeply because I realized it mirrored their own way
of communication, not with just words. Though she also said
she spoke Gaelic and these are impressions and shapes, as
if their language flowed and formed itself in a strange way.
It made perfect sense that she named her dialect Gaelic,
as if their own dialect wasn't just spoken, but manifested
a language of forms and meanings. In that moment, something
struck me. I thought, Wow, as a kid, I'd always
dreamt of what this would be like to talk to
these grays, and I just remembered the gray that was
with me since I was a child. I just was like, man,
this is cool. You know, the one that had been
there with me, probably observing me all these years. I
just simply looked at it and said, I'd like to
see one of Saturn's moons, Titan. I was so interested
as with that planet and that moon. As a kid,
I had no idea why. I just had maybe a
theory that there was water there. I then remember being
escorted to a smaller ufo, a sleek, pill shipped shape,
and it was almost cute compared to the larger craft
that I had first entered. These ships were strange. They
seemed to shift shape as if wished or formed whatever
they imagined. I had no idea how their technology works,
but it was fascinating, almost as if the ships were
truly alive. I remember being guided into the smaller pill
shaped craft. It was it was just so different. It
wasn't a giant, overwhelming vessel. It was just simple, almost elegant,
a smaller, intimate form, and the gray that had been
with me since childhood was piloting it. I sat in
the passenger seat there was only it was only a
two seater, and it's just everything unfolded right before me.
I was on Saturn's moon Titan. The ground was black sand,
like something from Hawaii, but beyond it there was this
deep blue water, and there it was Saturn's rings, perfectly
horizontal lining the horizon, just as I has always imagined it.
In that moment, every dream I had as a child,
every wonder, became real. I looked at the gray entity
that's been with me my whole life, and I was speechless.
I wanted to stay in that perfect stillness, but as
I glanced at him. He gently asked, is there anywhere
else do you want to go? And in that suspended moment,
time slowed. I didn't want to break that wonder I
was being asked to choose, and even though I couldn't
fully grasp how vast it all was, I was simply
overwhelmed with gratitude for the journey, for the wonder, and
for being fully present in that infinite, fleeting moment. After that,
I had found myself back on a medium sized ship,
once again, standing in front of the Queen. Her presence
was so commanding, and she said, give me your arm,
and I offered it, almost like in a trance, and
she placed something on my arm. I still can't say
if it was a device or if she simply used
her hands, but it was a brand, like you're branding
a cow. And when she did that, she looked at
me and told me you are our familiar. In that moment,
a sense of communion washed over me, a profound oneness,
as if a universal center of being was pulling me in.
It wasn't just that I was chosen. It was this
idea that we are all connected, We are them and
they are us, that we are one. I still have
a picture from that day, a snapshot that anchors me
to that moment. After the alien abduction, my memory became hazy,
like a dream slipping away in the morning light. But
the image, that single picture, I've found myself back on
that medium sized ship once again. And as soon as
I got up, I realized I was in a different location.
I looked down at my arm and I got marked
with a sigull. I was in my living room when
I was abducted, after I walked through the host hurricane windows,
and I ended up in my mother's room. When I
came back. It was strange. It was like they were
able to move me across space, but not perfectly. They
have this structure, a sense of design, but there's still
this raw, imperfect edge that they make mistakes, and so
do I. And because of that photo, because I stayed
still and held on to that moment, I know that
I will never forget it again. And after the alien abduction,
there was a series of days where I was flooded
with these holographic, vivid images where they came through dreams
or some early stage of a time slip. There are
so many things that I can't fully recall, but each
night it was like a pre rejection, unfolding, unreal but sharp,
as if something was guiding me through these layers of time,
like peeling a layered onion, and in them, each image
held a piece of the puzzle. Fragmented knowledge, cryptic signs
all point me toward a meaning I couldn't fully grasp yet.
When I awoke in a different location after the Alen abduction,
I told myself, if I don't take this photo, no
one will believe me. They branded me as they're familiar,
and I took a photo. Within five minutes, the Schigul
was gone, and as I was taking the photo, my
memory was starting to go with the encounter as well.
But as I took the photo, I remembered everything. I
didn't need hypnosis, nothing like that. I just recalled everything.
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Speaker 1: This final that I'm going to tell you is the
forbidden knowledge that I was told by them. There was
a series of days, and I could remember one where
the sky was impossibly blue, no animals, no birds, no clouds.
The trees and the grass were still intact, untouched, not scorched.
But every building across me was rubble. I could see
for miles, because living in South Florida, it saw flatland.
So as I looked out, I saw my house, and
there was a few others still standing in the neighborhood.
It was called Paradise Gardens and a mid complete destruction.
I remember. Frantically. I went back inside, rushing through the kitchen,
out the back door and into the backyard. The fence
was broken, half of it was gone, and I saw him,
the same gray alien, the one who had been with
me all these years, peering out from behind the fence.
Only this time all I could see where his eyes,
just like when he was watching me as a child.
I looked at him, confused, and he reached out his arm,
guiding me with a slow motion, as if telling me
look at all this destruction. And that moment he spoke
to me telepathically inside my head, saying, we are called
planet destroyers. You are our familiar. You are here to
help us create the new world. This, this is the
fifth world, and it will end in fire. And in
that moment, I realized what they meant by calling me
their familiar. After all these years, the alien who had
watched me since I was a child, was finally telling
me I wasn't just a passive observer. I was tied
to their purpose, to their plan. I was chosen to
walk with them as they created this new world, and
everything I had ever questioned suddenly started to make a
terrible heavy sense. During the whole encounter, I never felt
like they were malicious or had any harmful intent. They
never physically hurt me, and they didn't put me in
any pain. In fact, I wasn't scared. I was just bewildered,
awestruck by their vast knowledge of the expansive universe and
their deep understanding of how limited we are in comparison.
And because of that, I think I began to grasp
the connections over time, tying them to the Hopey prophecy,
this ancient idea that I had once only heard whispers of,
and it opened my eyes I never experienced after. I
was given a series of dreams and projections that lasted
about three consecutive days. During this time, between twenty ten
in March of twenty fourteen, there were no further encounters,
no visions, no sightings until that night of March twenty
six of twenty fourteen. I remember encountering a UFO mothership
that was hovering in my neighborhood. On that night of
twenty fourteen, I filed a moof on UFO report about
seeing a mothership. Truly the biggest craft I have ever
witnessed it. And I saw small, I saw a medium,
I saw large. I'd never seen this. This was huge,
and it just hovered suspended over my neighborhood one night
and all the power went out around it, and I
remember it hovered there for about thirty or forty minutes
and then it shot back up in the sky, and
when it did, all the street lights went back on,
and my whole family saw it. We were all outside watching.
The case I reported was case number five four nine
five six, submitted to a mutual UFO network. The article
sadly was taken down years later, but I still have
a copy of that report just in case. A brief
excerpt from it read that after ten minutes, the air
was islent and still there was a single plane in sight.
What we saw gave us mixed emotions, both positive and negative.
Whatever it was, it made me question my science, my
religion views. It was compelling a vast greater understanding that
urged me to rethink all the energies and dimensions to
the universe. And that was actually quoted by me when
I was intoview. It then goes to say, okay. The
report noted that in Margate is a city in Braard County, Florida,
where I grew up, it was a population of fifty
three two hundred and eighty four. At the time, Florida
had a current UFO alert rating of three, with a
high number of recent reports nationally. In fact, Florida had
thirty nine UFO reports just in February of twenty fourteen,
making it the second and highest reporting state, and on
that very night I submitted report. Another sighting was filed
the same day in Florida, where a witness in Miami,
driving on eighth Street and forty second Avenue with their kids,
saw and photographed the same UFO moving over very low
over the commercial buildings, and the witness had noticed a
single light floating by and they became curious, and this
was covered as Florida Dad kids chased low flying UFO
and that article was also taken down on examiner dot com.
Both reports mine and that Miami's witness disappeared in time.
But even though they're gone, I kept a copy of
my report because something inside me knew that this was important.
Those details, those dates, they were all part of the
bigger story, one that had always been pulling me forward.
It's been seventeen years from the time I was sixteen
to now at thirty two, seventeen years of wondering, seventeen
years of holding on to fragments, seventeen years is searching
for answers without ever forgetting the weight of what I experienced,
and now with what many people call the age of
disclosure unfolding around us. I feel like every one of
those scattered pieces has led me to this moment, to
finally tell my story, to finally speak my truth, and
to remind myself and maybe someone else that even after
all this time, my memories have never left me, and
neither has my search for answers. My search will never stop.
Because I experienced what I can only describe as a communion.
I had a tour, I underwent what I felt like
was a medical procedure. I was shown things I still
struggled to explain, and I was told what I believed
was forbidden knowledge. Whether people agree with my interpretation or not,
these experiences changed me forever. For years, I've carried them
in silence. But over those seventeen years, I came to
realize something else. I'm not the only one. There are
others who have experienced something they can't explain, Others who
have stayed quiet because they were afraid of being judged, ridiculed,
or simply not believed. To those people, I want you
to know you are not alone. I don't claim to
have every answer. I don't know exactly what tomorrow holds.
I don't know why these experiences happen to me. I
don't know if I'll ever truly understand them, but I
do know this. We shouldn't stay silent. Whether our experiences
are ultimately explained through science, psychology, spirituality, faith, or something
humanity hasn't yet discovered. These conversations matter, and they're very important.
By sharing our stories and asking difficult questions and listening
to one another, we move one step closer to understanding
the bigger picture. Because I believe we are more connected
than we realize, connected to each other, connected to the universe,
and perhaps connected to truths we haven't fully uncovered yet.
I had my encounter. I met what I can only
describe as a gray being. I am someone who believes
I experienced an abduction. I had what felt like a communion,
a tour, a medical procedure, and ever since then, I've
been searching for the meaning behind it all. If there
was a communion, then maybe one day there will be
a reunion. Until that day comes, I'll keep asking questions,
I'll keep searching, I'll keep listening, and I'll keep telling
my story because if my journey has taught me anything,
it's that the search for truth is just as important
as the answers themselves. So thank you so much for listening.
Speaker 3: Thank you for sharing all that.
Speaker 1: Hamber, Yes, you're very welcome. I hope it doesn't sound
so crazy.
Speaker 3: I've heard many accounts over the years. Take us back
to two thousand and three, when you're aged nine, Did
you understand what was happening.
Speaker 1: At the time, You know, funnally and interestingly enough, I
was such a bright kid growing up. I was just
very intuitive, observant, and intellectual for my age that I
had a very deep and spiritual understanding with the world,
and I felt deeply connected to it. I was always
a weird kid growing up. I didn't have a hard
time making friends, but I struggled with it. But when
this was all happening to me at that time, I
was very, very terrified. I thought they were demons. I thought,
you know, maybe like this creepy, scary monster thing from
one of those movies. But when I saw it, I
knew it was organic. It was a real entity. It
was a real thing that bled, just like we do.
And it had shaken my faith for sure. But I
understood a little but enough to know what was going
on and to know that this was this was like
an animal in a way.
Speaker 3: Yeah, and did you tell your parents what happened?
Speaker 1: No, I kept it a secret for many years. Even
I kept it from a moment my aunt. I thought
they would think I was crazy, or they were going
to put me on medication or something. I was very
afraid to say anything. I kept it to myself, and
I held on to it for many years. You know,
I told some close friends, but I don't really think
they cared. Really, they just never had the same experiences.
They've only seen ghosts and stuff like that, the paranormal,
but not extraterrestial. So I always went throughout my life
asking people I met, have you ever seen aliens? You know,
trying to find a connection with someone, But I never
found that.
Speaker 3: But your family would openly speak about paranormal events.
Speaker 1: Yeah, we did have some poultry geist activity. We used
to think our house growing up in South Florida was haunted,
but these were all around the times and occurrences that
I was being observed by aliens. I can only imagine
it was probably them, But they have had some similar
experiences with poultry geist stuff in the house.
Speaker 3: Okay, you've never discussed it with them ever, I have
now now.
Speaker 1: Have yeah, since the movie Disclosure.
Speaker 3: Came out, and and but how did they react to that?
Speaker 1: They were a little shocked. But you know, they're born
and raised Christian, you know them coming from Christian faith.
They've been all open to the possibilities that there could
be something out there. They're not like those close, shut
in Bible thumpers they have. You know, they're real and
they believe me, and you know, they had some things
they can't explain, and they've seen some things that I have,
like the UFOs and strange things in the sky, and
so they're not closed up to the idea that, you know,
may there isn't anything out there. They think that there
is something out there too.
Speaker 3: Okay. And this one individual Gray that you believe interacted
with before, what gave you the first impression that PARTICULARLY
knew this one gray?
Speaker 1: It was a very deeply profound, intimate like feeling. It
was almost as if I could look at you and
I know your name, I know your age, I know
your birthday. It was just interpersonal. As soon as I
looked at the gray, I just knew this was the
gray from when I was eight years old. This is
the same gray that when I was sixteen, same height,
same body structure. Their body structures are all very similar,
but they just have some unique characteristics to them that
you could kind of make them out. But it was
more than that. It was more than just a physical
attribute to differentiate them. It was more of just the
feeling of knowing. It just surrounded everything.
Speaker 3: And did they always communicate with you telepathectly? Was there
any verbal interactions?
Speaker 1: There was the last three days after the abduction, I
had a long talk with the one that told me
that they were planet destroyers, the same gray that had
visited me as a child. They were just very adamant
about wanting to tell people who they were and why
they were here. It was both that's the most important
part too. And after that he told me that there
were plant destroyers, I got very angry with it, and
instead of talking to them telepathically like I had been
for many years, I used my verbal voice and I
just yelled at him and I said, where is everyone?
Where did they go? And he used the words they
were raptured. And now, at sixteen, I never read the
Book of Revelations. I haven't even opened the Bible, so
I didn't know what that word meant. I didn't know
it was a tribulation and time of judgment. But he
said that they were raptured and that I stayed behind
to help them create the new world. But I do
remember there was that the verbal me yelling at it.
I didn't speak to it telepathically that time. I was
very upset. I was almost distraught.
Speaker 3: And they said they were planet destroyers. It's got some
very negative connotations to that, you know.
Speaker 1: I want to say, yes, but it was almost like
they fall like they had some sort of they followed
a law or a decree. It was almost like they
couldn't touch a singular blade of grass or a tree
without first going to a higher up. And I don't
know if it's God or not, but they did have
a deep sense and appreciation for Mother Nature. And like
I said, in that vision where everything was destroyed, after
he told me it was a planet destroyer, I did
notice that not a single blade of grass or tree
was touched, but there was fire and debris and the
houses were rubble. It's almost like anything man made was destroyed,
but everything Mother Nature created was kept like perfect and
pristine condition.
Speaker 3: Without something to look forward to remember. Yeah, So they
relay that this is like a process they do. They
go from world to world.
Speaker 1: I would say it seems like it's a type of agenda. Yes,
And I think they're highly advanced enough to be able
to make deals and this and that with our government.
I think I think they're very powerful. I do believe
that we do have reverse engineered some of their technology
for bad. I think it's only a matter of time
before they do come back. It's interesting to.
Speaker 3: Me which was the most the clear of your encounters.
Was it the age nine or age sixteen?
Speaker 1: It was definitely both. I was in close contact with them,
face to face inches apart, you know. The first encounter
with them at eight or nine stuck with me until
I was sixteen, And when I finally got to see
them again, I felt more closer to them, like their
family and friends that I could talk to instead of
running away from and trying to avoid. I would say
at sixteen, though I was given so much information. From
sixteen to thirty two, I think I made my family
a little crazy just researching this and that, And they
were always wondering why I was so heavily invested in it.
They sat up with me listening to alien abductee interviews
and stuff. They just found it interesting, so it entertained them,
that's for sure. But I was that crazy person with
the board, trying to link everything to everything to make
sense of it all.
Speaker 3: And you were never afraid.
Speaker 1: No, Just when I was eight or nine, I was
definitely afraid. Not so much anymore now. No, And when
it was happening at sixteen, No, because my whole life
I had born and I wanted to know if there
was any secrets to the universe. I wanted to know
the truth of it all. Why are we here? That
was the question that always kept me around, was why
are we here? And I figured maybe we'll know that
in our time or not. I'm not sure, but that
was one question that followed me ever since I was born.
And I feel like I know a part of it.
We can't know the whole thing, because I think it
would be very complex to break down and really hard
for our little small minds to comprehend it.
Speaker 3: Was there any physical effects that you experienced.
Speaker 1: Yeah, I isolated myself a lot. I have a lot
of health issues since then. They kind of all just
started in twenty twenty and then my health husband in
a slow down decline since then, I've been in and
out of the hospital since my adductions. Doctors can never
figure out what's going on with me, but I have
seen a plethora amount of specialists and I'm still trying
to get to the bottom of what's going on so
I can get some more answers. But yeah, it hasn't
impacted me physically and mentally.
Speaker 3: Okay, so the ongo and health issues. Yes, what about
your sleep patterns? You always been a good sleeper.
Speaker 1: I've been a good sleeper. Yes, There's been a lot
of nights I can't fall asleep, though, I'm kind of
just waiting for them to come back in a way,
so I do end up just kind of laying there,
pining at the sky or staring at my ceiling, kind
of waiting for them to come back. It's been seventeen years,
I think of a gap or several that I haven't
had contact with them. Sixteen years old was the last
time I had contact. So there's a sense of when
will they come back, or if they're going to come
back at all.
Speaker 3: What about your dreams? Have you ever suffered from nightmare?
Speaker 4: No? Never.
Speaker 1: I actually used to remember all my dreams and now
I can't.
Speaker 3: And have you ever had any dreams that have this
kind of elements involved, No.
Speaker 1: Not at all. Those were the most real.
Speaker 3: Yeah, and you mentioned like a brand in like a sidule.
Can you describe to this what it was?
Speaker 1: Yes, of course it looks like a triangle, but it's
not pointy. It's more rounded at the top and has
a very thin left line to the left and then
to the right. It kind of swoops down and you're
still keeping that open triangle symbol, and then it goes
up and it kind of makes like this tear drop
in the middle, and then there's another line to the
right of it, and then in the middle at the
bottom there's a dot. And they marked me with it
like a brand and said you are our familiar. Well
that's what the queen said. So I thought it was
very interesting to me because you start hearing about these
people like Amy Erks and those scientists, says that we're
them and they are us. They're just more ahead in
the future than we are. So all of that's just
very compelling. It's very complex, and I feel like I
have more research to do now.
Speaker 3: Okay, And you have an image of it, yes, I do. Yes,
If you send it to us, and now what does
out it to the website when we upload your episode?
And the Queen do you think she was superior? Like
a leader, maybe more more of like an overseer.
Speaker 1: Oh? Yeah, she was the head of it all. She
was like the queen aunt. Without her, there's no hive.
They went to her for everything. She had a sense
of diplomacy.
Speaker 3: Diplomacy okay, And was she kind? Was she kind to you?
Speaker 1: Yes?
Speaker 4: She was.
Speaker 1: She was very stern and very seft spoken, but yeah,
very stern. Just remember your voice being very stern, like
this is important knowledge. Don't forget it.
Speaker 3: Your ankles, now, what do you think they did your
ankles that?
Speaker 1: I'm not sure. I do have a lot of issues
walking and getting around ever since that I had these
incisions done on my ankles. I don't know if something
was put in. I don't know if something was taken out.
I just know after these initial incisions were made, I've
had a hard time keeping my balance walking. I have
blood flow issues and blood pooling to my legs to
my ankles, and I just have a hard time standing
up for long periods of time. It's actually affected my
ability to work and hold a job okay, And.
Speaker 3: Are they in identical places on your ankles? They mirrored, Yes, they're.
Speaker 1: Mirrored identical, one on the left and one on the
right on the inner ankle.
Speaker 3: They're both on the inner sides. Yeah, so kind of
like in an area where the veins run straight down?
Is that that kind of area?
Speaker 1: Well, you know the ball of the ankle?
Speaker 3: Sure, yet a.
Speaker 1: Little ball joint, yeah, right above it, both of them
on each side.
Speaker 3: Have you gone to or spoken to any professionals about this?
Speaker 4: No.
Speaker 1: Never, I'm scared to.
Speaker 3: Specifically about your ankles.
Speaker 1: I mean, I feel like they would say I'm crazy.
I feel like I'd have to say something that sounds
normal or natural to have them look at it like
I you know, I might have sprained my ankle. Can
you have a little imaging of it done? You know
I have had those before, because after my encounters that
I have sprained my ankles a few times and got
my legs shut. But none of them have ever come
back and said we found this in your ankle. And
I've never seen the images personally after they take X rays,
so I couldn't tell you.
Speaker 3: So that they've never mentioned. There's never been any mention
or anything of anything in particular.
Speaker 1: No, yeah, no, Okay.
Speaker 3: So would you say these experiences have affected you to
a degree in everyday life?
Speaker 1: I would say yes, in good ways more than bad,
because I'm always the type of I'm the type of
person that loves science, that loves philosophy, and just diving
into the deeper understanding and mysteries of life in the
expanding universe itself. That it's just kept my eyes open
and alert, excited for what more disclosure and what more
stories can we hear now that we're once hidden?
Speaker 3: You know, do you think there's a particular reason why
they visited you?
Speaker 1: I do, yes. I think it's because I can handle
the truth.
Speaker 3: Okay, So if you could say something to our listeners
out there, what would be your takeaway about these experiences.
Speaker 1: I feel like they won't fight back unless you provoke them,
or if you do something to them. I do believe
if you're kind to them, they will be kind to
you if you encounter them. They do have a very
strong sense of urgency. I think, whether it's to save
their race or us, or to take care of the
planet like they want to in whatever way they do.
I just think there are a lot of different encounters
and stories, and people will have different experiences and not
all of them are the same, whether there are different
species and races. I do know that the Grays that
I met were not malicious, but I know anyone that
encounters them for the first time would have mixed reactions.
But as long as you stay calm, and you encounter
them with an open mind, and you're there to understand
and listen, that it could be a very profoundingly spectacular experience,
and it shouldn't be scary.
Speaker 3: And has your interpretation of these experiences changed over the years.
Speaker 1: It's made me more of an open minded individual. It's
kept my eyes a little more open lately these days
than a couple of years back. They've reshaped my reality
a lot. I still believe in God. I do believe
in the Almighty High I do believe that He possibly
created these things. But I do believe that these things
also listening to God. There's just this weird connection that
these might be fallen angels or the nephylum, But we
shouldn't make them out to be like dark, demonic entities.
I think they're just trying to survive, just like we are.
Speaker 3: And has any of the information that they have shown you.
Has it ever influenced any of your life's decisions.
Speaker 1: No, only the fact that it's very very close in powers,
right up to the hope prophecy of this ancient tribe
that was around in the early eighteen hundreds, I believe,
and they're still around today. And if you look up
the Hopey Prophecy, it talks about the first, the Second,
the third, the fourth world these grace. They told me
that this was the fifth and that it would end
in fire. So I do spend my time pondering, wondering
when that day will come. I'm not sure when, but
I think it's interesting to me. I think they're trying
to get a narrative out and maybe this is a
part of our origin story, and just like the ancient
hieroglyphs on the walls, this could be their way of
kind of passing along the message so that our history
isn't forgotten too.
Speaker 3: Do you feel that parts of your experiences have been blocked,
that there's parts missing that you don't remember.
Speaker 1: I remember everything. There's not one part that I don't
feel like I can't remember. It's just that one part
with the incisions on my ankles, I don't know if
they put something in or took something out, but other
than that, everything I have recalled without the use of
hypnosis or electric therapies, nothing like that, no meditation. It's
just that one picture is the reason why I remember
it all.
Speaker 3: Was there anything that they ever told you that they
said it was only for you and not to share?
Speaker 1: Mm hmm, yes, good, yeah, Okay, thank you so much.
Your podcast is awesome. I listened to a few others,
and I just I could lay there on my couch
and just stat at the sky and listen to these stories,
and I just find it so therapeutic because, you know,
going throughout all these years and not having any answers,
but listening to people who have similar stories, that's so
therapeutic because there are so many people that have these
experiences and they just don't know what to do.
Speaker 3: So it's a strange world, Amber, it is.
Speaker 1: It is, truly, But you know that mystery keeps us
up at night and also just happy to be alive.
Really just got to keep on keeping on, keep.
Speaker 3: On keeping on. Indeed, Amber, I really appreciate you coming
on sharing that for our listeners.
Speaker 1: I'm really glad to be here. Thank you. Thank you
for having me.
Speaker 3: It's been wonderful to meet you. Okay, take care of
yourself and we will speak soon you too. Thank you okay,
bute bye for now.
Speaker 4: Bye.
Speaker 3: Well that is awful episode. Keep updated and connected with
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have an encounter that you'd like to share on the podcast,
you can email me at UFO Chronicles at gmail dot com,
or you can reach out to me via the contact
page on my website UFO Chronicles podcast dot com. A
big fang you to Amber for sharing tonight and thank
you all for listening. I will be back next week.
Till then, stay safe and keep watching the skies. Goodbye,