Movie: Horse Girl

 

"Horse Girl" is a movie starring Alison Bree, who plays women named Sarah who lives somewhere near the Los Feliz area of Los Angeles. Sarah is women who is shy and doesn't have many friends. She is sweet kind, wholesome and is just there. She works as a salesperson in a craft store. The only thing we know that has deeply affected her is the mother's suicide a year before, a family history of mental illness, and a tragic horse related event that left her best friend mentally comprised. He mother died due to depression, and we find out that her maternal grandmother Helen was institutionalized and died homeless on the streets sometime in the 80's.

Around Helen's birthday things begin to fall apart, just when she meets a guy who really likes her.

That night she has an incident where she wakes up in a white room with two other people. She can't move her body, but she can somewhat move her head. In the morning she is found on a pile of pillows in the living room and believes that the alcohol and pot may have affected her and she had a weird dream. There is a weird claw mark along the wall.... where the roommate is just worried about the land lord seeing it. Over the next few weeks things go worse.... as her car goes missing, she has another dream about a white room (this time a being passes by quickly), she has another incident where she ends up locked outside her apartment with clothes on backwards, and other white room incident where we see a hand, and claw marks on her car. She is also suffering from noise bleeds as well. 

It seems that the overall stress of the events starts to unravel her sanity as she is worried that she is falling down the same path of her mother and grandmother. She believes after a quick search that she is being abducted by aliens and that she is a clone of her grandmother. Also she has an attachment to the only thing that made her happy was a horse she had named "Whisper". She still visits him, even though she is owned by someone else nearby the equestrian center near Burbank.

She completely looses it when she goes on a date with the guy she met, and has a psychotic breakdown. She returns home where her roommate confronts her during the night..where Sarah rambles on about need to block the signals....and then hysterically runs into the shower. Then it is morning and she ends up naked at her job. Her boss eventually calls the police.... but a weird incident occurs with the phone.... is which a man is whispering ever word that her boss is about to say. She is then taken is for psychiatric evaluation.

At this point the next part of the movie is a haphazard collection of sequences that goes over her life, what she has uncovered, memories, and confusing realities she is in, ending up with her believing that she is in fact Helen, her grandmother..... and she ends up being abducted somewhere in Griffith Park, lifted into the sky by a light ship.

The movie is meant to be a psychological thriller, where one is left with the question of if this was just all a psychotic breakdown. Now what is interesting that the movie is a real life reflection of Alison's family history. It also an improved movie..... where it was just put together. However there is a lot of deep symbology which resonates extremely with the Alien Abduction experience. It is weird that it just came together....... how did that just happen? The symbology and dialogue seemed very well researched. Is it really just a story about mental illness?

 

 

Fragment of Memory

Date: N/A, 1990-1994
Type: CE Anomaly
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 2:00am-4:00am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 12:30pm
State of Mind Before: N/A
State of Mind After: Confused (Me)
Odd occurrences before: N/A
Odd occurrences after: N/A

During my teen years there was a lot of activity, most of the time I just ignored as really bad nightmares. Many a time I attempted to get proof of what was happening by setting booby traps, like bracing the door, tying strings, setting up items that would fall, areas of reflected light so I could notice things. I was terrified to sleep some night cause they would come. I really didn't know what was going on...except that they came, took me, and did things to me that I have reported previously.... ranging from exams to psychology tests.

This fragment of memory popped up during a current dream. The dream I had recently was me and my friend at a college campus. I was pushing his hospital bed up a ramp, many students were walking around us and they pushed his bed off the ramp. He was strapped to it and we were some 25' up from the floor. I held onto the bed holding it there. Everyone was just watching, some said to me "just let go". Eventually firemen showed up and held the cord and would lower it down. I ran down the steps to see my wolfbrother and to make sure he was okay.

The dream shifts as I am going down multiple levels of a stairwell to the bottom of a ship. Grey metal walls and stair well that ends up in a large bay. Feels like a navel ship, and as I look around the large hangar doors are open, in the process of being closed. The sea is choppy and the waves are crashing against the ship, no water is entering the bay and the ship is perfectly steady. The hangar openings are surrounded by a white light, and ramps are retracting. The alarms are going off meaning that the doors are closing, someone is yelling "get him out of here, what is he doing wandering down there, how the hell did he get loose. Get down there now!". The last thing I remember seeing was a white beluga or whale before the doors close.

The dream shifts again, but it is off. I am sitting in a small theater with the movie in progress. It has only four rows, and sits about 80 people. Red velvet chairs and curtains along the wall. 15 feet from the first row to the screen. I am sitting there and shake my head, I notice an usher wheel in my wolfbrother hospital bed.  I get up and walk to the usher to ask where he is and what is going on. He says "You should not be up, why are you awake. GO AND SIT DOWN AND WATCH." Instead I run to the back of the theater to go out, there is a curtain along the doorway. However the curtain seems to stretch on forever and I can't exit. So I start to pull the curtain diagonally toward me.... dragging the sides downward which finally get me out of here. There is no shift....... as I am know in my old room on my old bed.... I clearly remembering this part occurring more than once. 

This is the fragment of memory. When they would come I would sleep with a sheet, blanket, and a bed cover. It was a thin cotton bed cover, orange with a horizontal thick stitching with raised lines. I would sleep with it over my head at times holding it down. When the would come in they would attempting to pull off the covers from the bottom of the bed. They could get the sheet and blanket off, but I would be holding onto the bed cover. It would be pulled taught, as I was unable to move and release the covers. I could feel their irritation as I caused thing not to go according to plan. They would attempting to yank on the bed cover a few times, but seemed weary of jostling me too much as I would then be fully awake. When I was awake I would quickly flail my leg and arms around and through off the bed cover. The light in the room would be on, even though I had closed the light before. I would then go and sleep in my aunts room, gathering up the blanket and pillow and sleeping on the floor.

The thing that always stuck.... how did the blanket and sheet end up at the foot of the bed, when it was tucked in.... and how did I end up with only the bed spread that I would then toss to the side? It is one of the reason I don't like beds or bedding.

A Job that I never Had

Date: N/A, 2002-2004
Type: CE Anomaly
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 7:00am-1:30pm
Attempted Time of Sleep: N/A
State of Mind Before: N/A
State of Mind After: Confused (Me)
Odd occurrences before: N/A
Odd occurrences after: N/A

There are some experiences I have that do not fit into an Alien Encounter or odd Dreams. The are simply anomalies I have in life where I am unsure of what they were. What is creepy about them is that they blend in so well to my memory, but they have something wrong in it that is not consistent with my history.

In the past I have worked from many companies, as the nature of living in California one tends to have jobs instead of a steady occupation. It is just cheaper to hire long-term temps. I know these particular events occur sometime between 2002 to 2004, as in between this time I was looking for steady work. I know that 2000 was marked by my grandmother's death, and I transitioned from one job to another after 9/11. My next job I was laid off..... this is where things get ambiguous. I do know that I was looking for work, and sending out resumes like crazy... and trying a few temp agencies that didn't lead anywhere. I did get two temporary jobs in Long Beach for a few months..... which I definitely know happened before I landed a steady job for two years and where my long term relationship ended.

The event basically is I was hired by a company in South Los Angeles, I think between the 110 and 405 corridor, between the 710 and 10 freeways. I had to park along the street, it was a red brick building on a corner and another warehouse type building next to it on the right hand side. Behind it was a small parking lot used for delivery and there was another building behind it. The buildings were a row between a main street and residential area. The building had windows, but covered with white mini-blinds. I just one day got ready for work, left home and drove to this place.

I remember I felt like I was in a daze, and when I got there I was very tired. I know there was traffic, but it all felt very numbed getting to work. Arriving there I recall not feeling right. I was bothered by the fact I had to park on the side of the street and didn't exactly feel safe leaving my car. The building was off to as it was quiet and nondescript as if it was not in use. I would simply walk to the door and walk in. The floor was grey tile linoleum, and there was a short hallway. There were three rooms from the hallway. to the left and right were offices, with large glass windows that looked inside them. The secretaries and manager were stationed on other side. The hall lead into a third large floor room. Here there were rows of tables with computers, no partitioned stations, there was a space that filled 1/3 of the room as you walked in that was empty space... used for the morning meeting in which they selected the people that would work that day. The individuals present seemed as confused and dazed as I was. They were encouraged to have the "coffee" by the staff and donuts. I just happen not to be a coffee person. After mostly everyone had their coffee they would select the people to work. They would go to the computer and just start.... it was really odd since they all just went sat down and started programing. There was at least some 30 computers. This building was at least three to four stories. This room was open to the second floor.

The rest of the of us were told to sit tight and wait before being dismissed. Everyone seemed out of it more so especially if they drank the coffee. Anyone who didn't seem out of it was encourage to have more. I would just "sip" and keep my ears and eyes open. At the end of this main room was a stairway that connected to the second floor. From their it was an open space, with an area extending further back and above the first floor offices.. There was people up there monitoring what was going on the main floor. They were busy up there doing "office" work. Now back to the main room, along the left and right were two long rooms, that both lead to another back room which was storage and the loading area where you could have lunch. Both of these rooms had large bay windows so you could see into them. The only walls you could not see was the front rooms and backroom. To the left of the main room as a lab with microscope, and smelled of oil and chemicals. It reminded my of a tech lab, it used older equipment... that of like my school and making it seem that this was an old facility/business. No one was in this section much, and I only witnessed being used shortly before I had to leave around 12pm. This room lead to the back storage area that lead to the loading area. To the right was a room that was the lounge, partitioned by lower walls with glass windows. It contained a kitchen and two bathrooms.

Other than the administrators and supervisors, no one talked and any conversation between "employees" was discouraged. The first time I was picked, I was tasked to work on the computers. It was a test of some sort, dealing with 3D imagining using vector lines, and some other written essay. I finished in a relatively short time and was instructed by the computer to stop and wait until further instructions. I sat there and didn't really move and looked around discreetly to study the room. around lunch we were dismissed and told to go home.

What is odd I remember getting into the car, and then I home. I felt really tired and hazy about "working". I would then take a nap. The next day it was as if I didn't have a job and went through the day normally. The following day after that I would go again to "work". Over the period of the next three weeks I would come and go randomly to "work" from 7:00am to 12:30pm, sometime I would be chosen other times I would be held and told to go home. Toward then end of it there was an incident where I arrived at 9am, no one was there at the office. I walked in and the place was empty save one man. I tried to talk to him, and ask what was going on where was everyone. He was just "okay", "uh-huh", "we will get in touch with you". I know I mentioned that there was a delay on the freeway and that why I was not there. He asked then "What do I remember?". I was confused and didn't know what I was to say, I looked at him and said "I will return home and wait" with no tone. The drive home was still odd as I simply got into my car then ended up at home.

The next day, I just didn't want to go to "work" and remember entering a state of sadness and loss. I just didn't want to leave, it seemed intentional on my part. I felt I was partial aware of what was going on... and a part of me was fighting the strange behavior at this job. I made myself really sad. I never got a paystub, compensation, tax, employee hiring or discharge paperwork.... no trail of any evidence.I have a period of three weeks working from some phantom company...... and its been bothering me for some 15 years.