This is the first time I’ve written this story. It happened in July of 1970. The time was 8:45 p.m. I know this because the family was playing cards and drinking whiskey and needed soda for their drinks. The store closed at 9:00 and we lived only 5 minutes from it. I was 13 years old at the time and my brother and cousin went with me.
We got the soda and were heading back to the house when this bright orange gigantic ship, about 500 feet in diameter and a few hundred feet above us, was slowly moving above our house. It made no noise. The really strange thing was when I turned around my younger brother and cousin were gone. I turned around to look at the ship and it was gone. Then I immediately turned around again and my brother and cousin were behind me. This all happened instantaneously. The odd thing was that they didn’t see it but when we got home my family started yelling at us for being so late coming back. We looked at each other wondering what the heck were they talking about. Then I looked at the clock. It was 10:15.
I have no idea what happened during the hour we were gone and I’m not sure if they were taken or if it was me. From that time on I’ve had the wildest dreams about being on a planet that was dying with someone telling me why they had to move on and find another planet with water. Including asking me questions why we laugh, why we have wars and things they didn’t understand.
I still have these dreams.
Submitted by: Randy