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I remember, one night in 2000. I was 7, and I was siting in bed, reading the two towers, and I notice a slight reverberation in the light. Well, my room is over the garage, so I figure that it's my bro arriving home late. My parents are in bed, so they don't hear anything, but they usually wake up when the garage opens, and they haven't, or else i'd be in deep for being awake a 1:00 AM on a school night. Well, any way, I that there is a high pitched hum, and my bro's car sounds like it's a purring cat, all deep and cozy sounding, but this is cold and hard. Well, I look out my window, turning the light off not to attract attention should he be out there, to check to see if I could see a car. I froze. I was stunned by what I saw. A chevron of 7 light, at about a 115 degree angle at the tip is in the sky above the park across from my house. Now I did some math from memory, and I know there was a radio tower in the background. This tower is on the other side of the park and is about 200 feet tall, and this thing half between my house musta been about 250 feet in the air. I'd estimate around 300 foot "wing span", maybe ten feet from belly to top. And its just hovering there, hardly hearable. I mean its obviously solid because the outline is visible against the grey light polluted clouds. Now I've been told "Oh it was probably a B-2 or something" (I live near an air force base) but no. This was hovering , and It had seven lights. It eventually flies over head real slow and I see a quick flash (like imagine blinking, and that brief dark moment, but bright white) and there is no sound. I run out back, nothing, no sign of it.
The next day I wake up and look out the window and a faint pattern is is the grass of seven counter rotating swirls in the grass. As though seven, evenly sized and evenly spaced dust devils had stoop there and twirled the grass. Man I wanted to drop rocks.
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Then there that time that a bunch guys jump out of bushes in the park, wearing stockings and halos and short, brandishing rubber chickens and demanded that I take them to my leader, or else suffer pain at the wings of the mighty chicken, that was pretty freaky.
[Edited on 11.16.2008 3:07 PM PST]