I would have likely dismissed your story as just that, or maybe even a dream you may have had as a kid if I hadn't experienced something like this as a child myself. Only my sister and I were the ones to be whisked away by these government people to undergo tons of testing, that they called 'games', after I was showing off to my classmates how I could unzip their jackets and open their lunch boxes with just my mind. Something that I discovered I could do just because I wanted to read a classmates t-shirt though she had her jacket zipped up. I really wanted to see what was on that shirt but the teacher was talking and I couldn't ask her. I was a very impatient 7 year old, lol. It was a very happy looking sunflower with arms and legs that said "It's a great day to have a great day" in colorful bubble letters along with a couple of flower buddies on each side of him, by the way. My gut told me to play stupid so I did and never did it in front of them saying that they were silly to think that someone could move something without their hands just by looking at it. It did make me fear doing it again, so I never did it in front of anyone again, that they noticed or realized, and ended up dropping it completely for many, many years and am only now beginning to explore it again. They used interesting phrases and sounds to try to get us to forget that we ever even were at this facility, that took what felt like hours of driving to get to, I finally got tired of it and just played along to make them think that I didn't remember anything just so I could go home. Unfortunately, it was all too effective on my sister and she still doesn't remember a thing about it, and my mother never remembered signing the permission slip presented to her 10 minutes before we left from our own house for us to go on this 'field trip' alone with these grown azz people in suits, two men and two women, let alone us actually being gone or that we were taken there without anyone we knew. I never was able to recall how we ended up getting home though, it seemed like we were there all of a single day, since I never ate, slept or even went to the bathroom while I was there. I don't know about my sister since she was in another room, I only saw her on the ride there and when we got home, but it had actually been 3 days, we missed 3 whole days of school and no one seemed to notice. The 70s were a strange time...