My aunt and uncle were left standing, looking at each other in total, bewildered amazement.ģ. It just floated in - passed by - and then floated out again. There was no sound, no smell, no heat, no interaction with anything. ![]() The mind trying to construct plauasable explanations where none were readily appaerent! This "motorbike headlight" turned out to be a basketball sized, intensly glowing sphere which passed through the back door (no sound, no fuss) to float up the corridor (2-3 feet off the gound at about walking pace), past the observers (my aunt and uncle) to float out throung the front door (again glass pannelled) and then to simply dissappear into the night. ![]() They observed what they first took to be a motorbike headlight coming across the lawn toward their (glass pannelled) back door. My uncle and aunt had a large house with a central corridor. I have no recollection what happened next! But I was still in bed and it was not there when I woke in the morning.Ģ. I was terrified and simply turned away from it (!) - to stare intently at the pattern on the wall caused by the street light and the curtain - as if willing myself that it was not happening. When I was about 5 years old a green luminescent table-tennis sized ball entered my bedroom, floating through the open door at about 3 - 4 feet off the ground, did a right angle turn and proceeded to float toward my bed.
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