|Occurred : 11/1/1982 00:00 (Entered as : 11/1/82 24:00)
Reported: 11/4/1998 04:45
Location: East Texas River, TX
|Four witness huge craft in East Texas.
At the time of this occurrence, my brother was 24 years old. My brother's fiance', my husband and I were all 21 years of age. My brother, sister-in-law, and myself all have IQs above the 98th percentile, are college educated, and are in business administration, mainframe programming, and systems engineering, respectively. My brother, his fiance', my husband and I were riding around in the county back roads late at night with my brother at the wheel, some fifteen miles from the nearest town. We decided to park the car at the end of a dead end road, a well known spot to the local young people, near the river bottom. Facing in a northerly direction, directly in front of the car was a pasture, then virtually miles of undeveloped "bottom" land covered in timber and underbrush, and used for nothing other than an occasional hunt. As we sat there in the car, talking and listening to the radio, we began to notice a faint glow quite some distance away, which formed a semicircle above the tree line which we were facing. As we watched, the glow began to brighten, and slowly a very large egg shaped object began to rise from the forest at a distance of approximately three to four miles from our location. As the object began to move in a SSE direction (and closer to us), I became extremely nervous and began to ask my brother to leave. Moving very slowly some 100 yards above the earth (judging by the proximity of the 60 ft oaks), and glowing white much like a huge florescent street light, it had no visible windows, lights, portals, or attachments of any kind. The others in the car at first seemed very curious at this sight, and were wanting to stay and watch it. I, however, was insistent that we leave immediately, and I soon convinced my brother to start the car. In order to leave the area, as we were on a dead end road, we had to travel due east approximately one mile to the intersection, and then travel south back toward town. As we began to approach the intersection, the object had traveled just to the SSE of the intersection, and had stopped and was hovering in mid air for a moment, and then reversed it's course as if to meet us at the intersection. We were moving down this small, dark backroad at an incredible speed, and as we reached the intersection, the object had almost reached it as well. The only sound that was emitted was a strange, barely audible humming noise. It was at this point that we realized that this "ship" was approximately the length of a football field, and twice the width. As we rounded the corner of the intersection and began heading south, the object redirected it's course as well, and began heading south directly behind us at a distance of some three hundred yards. I watched out the back window as we sped down the road, all the while yelling at my brother to "Hurry Up!", and in and instant this huge object literally zipped into the sky so fast that I could not distinguish it from the stars. I continued to look for it, and soon, I watched as it moved slowly in a horizontal direction, then reversed and rapidly danced around the sky in all directions for several moments. I lost track of it at this time due to the tree limbs rushing by overhead. Judging by the size of the object as I had observed it previously, it had managed to ascend to an altitude of some 30,000 feet or so in a split second, without any increase in noise level. The most bizarre part, in my opinion, is that we had spoken about the occurrence immediately after it occurred but after that night I was the only one who mentioned it again. A week or so after this event, my husband and I had joined some friends at the lake, where they had a small bonfire and party. I was sitting on the tailgate of our pickup and again it was a very clear night. I noticed something move in the sky, and began to tell our friends of the experience we had had the previous weekend. As I started to recount the story, I began to feel extremely nervous, and decided to drink a beer to calm down. As I began to cross the parking area toward the beer cooler, I felt the most excruciating pain of my life. In mid stride, several yards from where I began, I felt as if a bomb had exploded in my head. I had collapsed on the ground and was throwing up from the intensity of the pain. My husband picked me up and loaded me into the pickup, then drove to my parents house just a few miles away. I laid on the den floor, still sick and in extreme pain, while my father applied ice packs to my head and waited for my mother (a nurse) to return from work. A couple of hours and narcotic pain killers relieved the pain. I didn't mention the ufo incident to anyone again for over ten years, strictly out of fear. Over a decade later, after thinking of that night again and again, I mentioned something to my sister-in-law about "the time we saw the ship", and literally watched the hair stand on her arm. She had an incredible look on her face, as she told me that she had not thought of that night since it had happened. She wondered how she could have forgotten such a sight, and shuddered as she relived it. Based on this, I then asked my brother (now her husband), the same question. Again, the same response. In over ten years together, neither of the two had thought of that night until I had brought it up, and then all the details rushed over them as if it had happened yesterday. My husband and I were divorced just thre! e years after this occurrence, and he had never mentioned it to me in those three years. I have thought of contacting him to ask the same question. I have always had full recollection of the entire episode, and have remained silent due to fear. I wonder why I remembered and they did not.