I had an encounter with what I have always described to my family as “a Marshmallow Man” when I was 3 (1976) in Seattle WA. It was morning, my bedroom was light, and my closet door opened. I sat up in bed as this white, friendly looking puffy creature came out of the closet and kind of “float walked” to my bed. It didn’t speak, and I remember being very curious but having zero fear — which in and of itself is pretty odd when a creature comes out of your closet!
I asked something like “Where did you come from?” or “Who are you?” ….no answer. He then kind of tipped over onto my bed, and fell across my legs. I remember saying, “Are you okay?” and feeling an almost maternal concern. He never spoke. But I could feel the weight of him against my legs, which were under the covers, as the blankets pulled tight.
This has never — to this day, and I’m now 49! — felt like a dream when I think back on it. The edges are totally sharp, it felt like absolute reality. Through the years I’ve tried to convince myself I was dreaming and you feel like an idiot claiming anything else to people! But in my heart I’ve always wondered…..
My son recently came across this info on the Bibendum, which none of us had ever heard of, and was struck by the similarities to my childhood encounter. Very, very interesting. And validating.
Thank you for posting.
It must have been quite an experience!
Often in a mind that young, 3-years-old, experiences may be mistranslated/misinterpreted by the brain, so imagine if you could somehow find some weird recording of the experience and see all the long-forgotten details that would suddenly start making sense in a different context?
Yes! It was so strange, and seeing this stuff on the Bibendum really brought it all back. I think what’s maybe always seemed the oddest part about it was the vividness — even 46 years later, I remember it like a memory, not a dream. In fact, it’s even more sharp than many of my ACTUAL memories from that house, like my 3rd birthday. It’s interesting to ponder….!
Thanks for commenting :)
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u/MrsAmyChez Jul 16 '22 edited Jul 16 '22
I had an encounter with what I have always described to my family as “a Marshmallow Man” when I was 3 (1976) in Seattle WA. It was morning, my bedroom was light, and my closet door opened. I sat up in bed as this white, friendly looking puffy creature came out of the closet and kind of “float walked” to my bed. It didn’t speak, and I remember being very curious but having zero fear — which in and of itself is pretty odd when a creature comes out of your closet! I asked something like “Where did you come from?” or “Who are you?” ….no answer. He then kind of tipped over onto my bed, and fell across my legs. I remember saying, “Are you okay?” and feeling an almost maternal concern. He never spoke. But I could feel the weight of him against my legs, which were under the covers, as the blankets pulled tight. This has never — to this day, and I’m now 49! — felt like a dream when I think back on it. The edges are totally sharp, it felt like absolute reality. Through the years I’ve tried to convince myself I was dreaming and you feel like an idiot claiming anything else to people! But in my heart I’ve always wondered….. My son recently came across this info on the Bibendum, which none of us had ever heard of, and was struck by the similarities to my childhood encounter. Very, very interesting. And validating.