Interesting. I sincerely appreciate the insight. Maybe we can further explore this. You could be right, but you're dead wrong on a couple things.

1) Neither of my parents came to my room when this happened. We lived in a fairly large house, and they were on the opposite end. They both know about this now, but I didn't talk about it for a number of years.

2) I was the most die-hard Christian you've ever met until I was about 30. I clung to it for most of my life. I'm 38 now. I used to preach.

3) 15' x 15' or so room. I mean maybe I kicked the blankets that far. Doesn't seem to make sense though. Plus, the way my room was laid out, there was a tiny expanse of about 2' - like a tiny "hallway" before you hit my bedroom door. It was in that area. The trajectory doesn't make sense.

To be fair, I did, for years, think this was the devil. And I was also fairly confident l convinced that demons = +- aliens. I want to say I'm on board with your position, but again, it doesn't quite add up.

Interested to hear your response. Thank you for taking time to write me.