I have an odd story.
When I was about 5, I woke up in the middle of the night.
My 2 sisters who slept in the same room, went in the bathroom to get a drink of water.

I don't know why but I looked out the window.

There was a man dressed in black, sitting on a throne-like chair flying over the house.

I remember thinking he was bad and I went back to bed.



In the morning I was telling my sisters what I saw when they had gotten up for their drink.

Both sisters said they never got up for a drink or to use the bathroom at all.




It was after that, that I started Atral Projecting at night, thinking I was dreaming of flying.
I would just get out of bed, stand there and raise my arms & the next thing I knew I was flying down our street.