Was I abducted by Aliens?

I recently have revisited a memory of mine that I hadn’t thought about in years. I always brushed it aside as a child’s imagination and I do feel that way still. Sometimes. So it starts when I was a small child. When I “dreamed” or went to the “dream world” as I called it then. I always told my mom “I went into the wall again last night” I just thought that’s where people dreamed. They would float above their bed and be pulled into the wall and then that’s how they dreamed. That’s how I thoug...