When I was about 4, I was walking with my dad along the sidewalk next to some shops, holding his hand. As we were walking I was swinging our arms back and forth wildly. At one point, I closed my eyes tightly for one quick second, and opened them again. When I opened them I looked at my hand and the man holding my hand was not my dad. He was a random tall man with a hat, but he didn’t feel like a stranger. He smiled at me as if he knew my soul. He looked straight through me, like he understood something about me. It all happened really fast. But I remember I froze and dropped his hand and turned around, to see my dad 5-10 meters behind me, smiling as if nothing unusual had happened. As if he didn’t just witness a tall strange man hold his child’s hand and walk ahead of him. This has always puzzled me. Anyway, I ran back to him, and we kept walking. And it was never mentioned again.
I think that maybe this experience was an early contact with an entity.
Because after this, I began having intensely lucid and vivid astral states, along with a strong dream recall ability. I also started experiencing regular dreams of what felt like military-style training and experiments being conducted on me. These included memories of an experiment involving pins in my eyeballs and a device placed on my head while I sat in a chair (events I spoke about a while ago).
