It's Flying Time Again

Date: June 15, 1962

Location: Rexdale, Ontario, Canada

I was sleeping on the ground floor, with my brother in the same bed.

Sometime during the night I was brought almost out of sleep, not quit awake, and heard voices speak.

They asked if I wanted to fly?

I said what, like superman?

The voices replied yes, I instantly said yes.

This is when I heard them giggle, yes there was 2 of them.

Through all of this I never saw them.

The next thing I know they had me by each arm and was going through the bedroom wall, through the hallway walls and out onto the front porch, were they put me down.

The front porch did not have a railing on it.

They said ok fly.

I asked how?

Just go was the reply.

So I jumped of like I have done before, I expected to land on the ground, I did not fall, I floated.

I remembered how superman flew, put 1 hand out and 1 knee up and I started to move forward.

We lived on a corner, so I flew around the intersection in a circle and back to the porch.

They said we have to go now and reached out for me but I was to fast.

I jumped again and flew to the opposite corner, where I hovered and knew if I came back to my porch I would not fly again.

So I tried to see how high I could go.

I remembered hovering behind the blue spruce Christmas tree on the opposite corner.

Then I started up, I went up under my control and remember saying I wonder how high I could go.

Well this is were I found out I was not in control anymore, I said well I guess I'm going to find out.

I looked down upon my house and could see into my parents bedroom that was on the 2nd floor.

I was really high.

I started to look up to see were I was going and that's the last thing I remembered until the next morning.

I told my mother about this and she quizzed me, but was not to sure so nothing else was said.

Now through all this I did not smell or hear anything but them.

There was a light blue light on everything.

I was not harmed so I call them friends because they let me fly, it is my belief that they separate you soul from your body.

While I was flying they were doing things to my body, for instance, I am having problems with my gut now and I wonder if that's related or not.

I swear every word of this is true, I swear.

Later on in life I heard of the Linda Corteil case, I felt better when I did.

My case happened 20 years before hers.