|Occurred : 7/10/1991 00:00 (Entered as : 07/10/1991 0:00)
Reported: 8/17/2005 9:32:09 AM 09:32
Location: Victoria (Canada), BC
|It was the summer of 1991. My older brother and I were going to walk to the end of our street to meet some friends. It was late and a clear night full of stars. We lived on the outskirts of Victoria, BC. I had grown up on this road and new every corner, tree and even where the deer would cross the road.
We were about one kilometer into our walk, starting up a hill after walking the only straight stretch of road. Suddenly the hair on my face and neck stood on end till it hurt. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw a flash of light pass. We walked on. Then I defiantly saw a melon sized ball of white light pass us traveling faster than I thought possible. I asked my brother “Did you see that?” He said, “I thought it was just me.” Then there was another and another until they were about six or ten (It is hard to say with the speed they were traveling.). They seemed to be in a range of sizes from a large grape fruit to a honeydew melon. They did not light up their surroundings but seemed to contain their light. They were moving it would seem with purpose weaving away from us and then stopping and launching into our close vicinity again. I asked my brother if he thought we should run but as soon as the words left my mouth I knew the futility of my thoughts. My brother said we should turn for home but just walk calmly and not run. I was glad he was with me for he was a few years older and I had not yet graduated and was still unsure of myself. We descended the hill and rounded the corner leading back to the straight stretch of road. One of the lights sped ahead of us two hundred meters or so in the blink of an eye and stopped instantly under one of the few streetlights on the road. It hesitated there for perhaps a half of a second and the came directly at us. It wizzed past me head silently less than an arms length away. I was terrified, sure neither of us would be seen again and pitying my mother who would never know the fate of her sons. Then a car came around the corner ahead of us and I realized the lights were nowhere to be seen. We flagged down the car and begged them to take us with them. I am sure that our pleading to save us from the UFO lights convinced them that we were crazy. They sped off and once again I was sure we were doomed; but after a few minutes with no return my fears started to subside. I began to build up enough courage to lookup and into the starry sky. Behind us in the distance was a field and far above it I noticed a triangle of lights, just sitting in the sky motionless. I asked my brother if he could see it also and what he thought it was. He said, “ It’s probably a radio tower or something, lets just go!” It wasn’t a tower though, no stars shone through the center of the triangle, and as I confirmed later in the week during the daytime there was nothing that could have confused with what we saw. I don’t recall how our when we arrived home.
The next morning I awoke seemingly oblivious to the night’s events. I went to the bathroom to shave and shower. While shaving I saw in the mirror falling from the ceiling next to me, bright shiny sparks falling to invisibility before hitting the floor. Immediately all the night’s events came rushing back to me. I ran to my brother’s room and found him awake in bed with the most astonished look on his face. When I asked him what he said he awoke to find his bed covers covered in sparks. We spoke of this to our parents and friends but few believe us. For months after this event when I would drive home from work, occasionally when I approached, or passed through the area of the incident I would hear from behind my heard a loud clap. It was like two hands coming together.
This event has defiantly had an effect on my life and my beliefs. I look for answers and get more questions. I search for truth and find mystery. And sometimes it still terrifies me.