The Greys Are Among Us: Part 1

By Anthony Irvin

Alex is a fourth grader who loves going to his Missouri elementary school, watching cartoons about heroes, gazing at the stars outside his window, and dreaming of what it would be like to live on another planet. As he begins to nurture a fascination with space and aliens, Alex has no idea of the adventure that lies ahead for him.

One day after Alexs classmates discuss the possibility of ghosts, aliens, and unidentified flying objects, he decides to embark on a quest with his friend, Carlton, to prove that UFOs are real. A few nights into their hunt, Alex sees something strange flickering in the sky. Now on a mission to tell the world of his discovery, Alex makes a speech after winning the spelling bee that shocks everyone. When the gifted Alex advances to middle school before all his friends, he makes a great effort to attain his goal of teaching others about extraterrestrials. But little does he know that something is about to happen that even he could have never predicted.

In this exciting science fiction tale, a Midwestern boy sets out on a determined mission to prove that aliens really do exist.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Mar 17, 2017
• ISBN: 9781532019722

Anthony Irvin

This is Anthony Irvin's second published novel. The first was in 2019 chapter 7 portrayed a close resemblance to the 2020 crisis. No has visions have been reforming in Part2 of The Greys Are Among Us '2 (The Hybrids). Born in Kansas City. It was his love of poetry and music that put him up to writing you this tale. Though this is not just a story it is based on the reality we lived in.

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ISBN: 978-1-5320-1973-9 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-5320-1972-2 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2017904188

iUniverse rev. date: 03/15/2017

Contents

Chapter 1 His Early Days

Chapter 2 Alex and K

Chapter 3 The Shule

Chapter 4 The Move

Chapter 5 What Homo Sapiens Think

Chapter 6 The School

Chapter 7 The Exhibit

Chapter 8 Alex’s Second Experience

Chapter 9 The Recruit

Chapter 10 The Trip Home

Chapter 11 The Strength of J. R.

Chapter 12 The A. R. Drone

Chapter 13 Secret Cohab

Words from the Author

I want to thank all my family and friends who have supported me in writing this book. I hope to share my unique experience with an audience worldwide and empower others to step up and talk about their stories. This book is based upon a true story.

CHAPTER 1

His Early Days

A boy named Alex was born in Kansas and lived in Kansas City, Missouri. He attended Sanford B. Ladd Elementary, an Afrocentric school named after the lawyer Sanford B. Ladd. He learned words like jambo and rafiki, which later would come back into memory in his college days. He enjoyed going to Ladd—every bit of it. He loved going to school and waking up early in the morning before the sun hit, around five thirty. He had to get up early because there was no bus to pick up the children in his neighborhood and take them to school; he would have to walk every morning with his mother. She would make sure he was ironed neat, and she would put enough petroleum jelly on his face to keep him shining.

Alex enjoyed the morning cartoons, and they kept him going. Before he went to school, he watched a cartoon about a Sumerian hero, and he enjoyed it. The reason for this hero’s quest was because of an evil snake ruler who turned the hero’s family into stone. The only thing that could stop the snake ruler and his men was a metal that had fallen from a star. Later, when he’d think of the Sumerians, many things would come to mind: the wheel, the first written language, the beginning of planting crops, the start of cities, and genetic engineering. Some cryptologists theorized that hominids were genetically engineered by the Annunaki, resulting in the creation of Homo sapiens, which lead to the rise of Sumerian civilization. It is written in the Bible that we were created in his own image, a phrase possibly borrowed from Sumerian writings done in cuneiform. This had been interpreted to mean that humans were genetically engineered.

One night before going to bed, Alex sat in his bedroom and looked out the window. His bed was covered with sheets from one of his favorite characters, who was from a distant world and was made of metal. On his dresser were a lamp and an assortment of his favorite toys. He considered the night sky and wondered why there were stars. He knew one of the constellations, Orion, which contained some of the brightest stars. As he looked up at the star Rigel, he slowly began to fall asleep.

While asleep, Alex dreamed of what it would be like living on a world with low gravity. In his dream, he awoke from his sleep, got out his bed, and floated after his first step onto the floor. He bounced like an astronaut would on the moon, and he went down the hall toward the bathroom. He then awoke to his alarm sounding off; it was time for school.

Alex loved walking to school in the morning. He liked the way morning dew would glisten on the green grass, and the haze of the early morning fog. He’d be routinely greeted by a friend walking to school with her grandmother. Her name was Silvia. She had the most magnificent smile and would wear her hair in long braids with beads on the end. In fact, meeting her and her grandma in the morning made the cold weather go away, the sun shine brighter, and the walk seem shorter. Sometimes having a friend made him feel that the world was in his palm, that he could do or be anything, and that time was too short.

After walking the first couple of months with his mother, Alex learned his way home. Back in those days, kids could walk all around the neighborhood from school, and nobody thought a psycho would try to kidnap them. However, one fellow looked strange. He had a Jheri curl and some thick glasses. It had to have been 1988 or 1989 that he’d committed his first offense and was seen on the news. Why on earth was this child molester freed from prison after nearly thirteen years?

One day Alex was getting ready to leave school, and the weirdo pulled up to the school curb in an old car. The faculty was there, and nobody cared.

Somehow, the man got Alex’s attention. He said, Your mother told me to pick you up today. As Alex stood there motionless, thinking of his training only days prior to say no to strangers, the weirdo became angry. Stop playing and get in the car. Your momma’s going to be mad if I don’t pick you up!

Alex said, No! Then he became louder. No, I am not getting in the car with you. You’re a stranger!

After that, the weirdo sped off. Later that day, when Alex got home, he told his family what happened—only to find out that the weirdo had hit the news. The rendering that was shown of the man on TV looked just like the stranger.

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Alex continued to walk to school, and sometimes his grandfather would take him. Alex’s grandfather was a well-liked man. Though it was not the seventies, his grandfather always had an afro. Alex especially liked it those mornings when it was unbelievably cold and his grandfather would swing by. Even though he was born in winter, he did not consider himself a winter baby. Of course, the climate was harsher in northern cities like New York or Chicago. Yet some days the cold weather was not an issue, and meeting Silvia was the most important thing. Today, children are more focused on fashion than being motivated to live through the conditions of the environment.

Alex loved arriving at school early in the morning. Inside his classroom were approximately twelve double desks, which could hold twenty-four students. On the walls were posters of famous African Americans with various inspirational quotes. There was a large chalkboard in the center of the room. One thing that was always fun for Alex was arriving at school and finding his friend Carlos hiding in the coat closet. Carlos would hide every morning if he got there first, and he’d wait until Alex made it to school.

Alex’s teacher, Mrs. Jackson, was a firm lady and hardly tolerated any disobedience from the children. Misbehavior meant pumping water. Pumping water consisted of squatting up and down until the student’s legs got tired. Once the legs were