Known as extraterrestrials, the Grays are not aliens to me. My first encounter came when I was seven. Three entities came in and out of my peripheral vision. Bald all over, they looked weird. I recall thinking, well, at least they don’t have to worry about their hair. (Your see, my mom had just broken a comb trying to get the tangles out of my thick hair. They would continue their nonaggressive visits and still do. I soon realized that the Grays, like us, were Light beings with souls and were not to be feared.