As long as I can remember, I've always been someone who questions everything: I mainly question my beliefs. It's as if I see the world in a symbolic way and there is always something to interpret, whether it's other people's attitudes or the reality that the media shows.
I like this feature of my personality, because being that way, I'm hardly fooled. I tend to always question what proves to me to be right and true.
Being open to different perspectives on life makes us more limitless… And that's how my mind works.
One of the things that will be very difficult for anyone to try to convince me is that there is no such thing as extraterrestrial intelligent life. For me, there is simply no logic in believing that we are alone in the universe… But I am always open to hearing scientific theories that try to explain how unique and special we are in the universe.
As such, I enjoy researching and seeing accounts of abductions and experiences with our neighbors in the cosmos. But, I always see these reports with a mind ready to question the veracity of these events.
Having recently gone through a UFO sighting experience, and with the growing chain of 
I've never been through an abduction situation, not that I know of. However, I have had very real dreams in which they tried to abduct me. As I recall, there were two dreams specifically, and there was a difference of years between each dream. In both abduction attempts, I managed to free myself with two specific techniques:
. Holding me tight on something
. Speaking the phrase: Blood of Christ has Power.
The interesting thing is that when I stop to think about extraterrestrial beings, I'm sure there are many good beings. But in those dreams I had, my spontaneous reaction was that it wasn't a good thing.
Whenever I use that phrase in bad dreams, I wake up right away. It's like a magic word that takes me out of the worst moments. I don't know if it's a phrase originating in the bible, what I do know is that it's a cultural phrase here in Brazil, mainly within Catholicism, and although I'm not Catholic, this phrase has always worked for me.
Whether it really was an attempted abduction, I have serious doubts. It wasn't a complete enough experience for me to say yes or no. What I can say is that it was very real and that in both dreams I was either in front of my house or in front of my parents' house.
What do you think about this? Have you ever had a dream so real that you were in doubt if it really happened? Tell me in the comments!