|Occurred : 6/15/1999 19:00 (Entered as : 06/15/99 19:00)
Reported: 5/8/2009 11:01:16 PM 23:01
Location: Northern Oglala, SD
|Finally, I have the courage to speak up.
On the above date and time approximately, I and two of my cousins', one female and one male. We were returning home to Oglala, South Dakota from Rapid City, South Dakota. My female cousin was in the front with me and my male cousin was in the back seat. We were driving in a newer model Geo Metro, only about two years old or newer. About a two or three miles before we got to the junction to start making our south on the tribal road that we were traveling on. We were traveling through the Badlands on the north-west side of the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation in South Dakota coming from the town of Red Shirt Table. This road is part of the Ellsworth Airforce Bomber Training Run(B1-Bombers and Stealths?). We hear them but when you look they are already gone. They are fast and loud.
Anyway, about a few miles before we got to the junction, the radio on the car started to fade in and out, it was weird because the car was new and had was inn great mechanical condition. The needldes on the dash started going all over, like the gas gage looking when the tank was three-quarters full. The motor started to act weird to, like stuttering or startling. The car seemed like it was in the wrong gear and was lugging. I tried to put it in a lower gear and give it gas. But nothing happened. I looked at the radio and the clock read a few minutes before 17:00. Then, that went off too. It was scary, and I tried not to panick as my cousins' were a year or two younger than we, I felt responsible for them as we were out in the middle of nowhere. I tried to stay as calm as I could. It got really bright inside the car. I could see the fibers of the carpet in the car. I could see the dust in the car moving in the air of the car. Things started to go in slow-motion then. Things started to move really slow in the car. I could hear myself breathing, and feel my pulse. We seemed to sort of float or leave the ground. I looked over at my female cousin in the passenger seat and she was screaming to me to go and she was hitting the dash. I looked back at my male cousin and he had his head between his knees' and was screaming too. He was grabbing my shoulder and trying to shake me. It seems like we were playing on slow-motion, time was slow.
Then, finally, it seemed like a few seconds later the car slammed down on the road and started back up. It went back into gear, a lower gear and the motor revved up really high. The headlights came back on and so did the radio. I could hear my cousins' now screaming and crying irradically for me to go. The were scared and so was I. It felt like we went over a big bump in the road, because we bounced really hard. I got control on the car and put it into third gear. We picked up speed really quick like we were going that fast already. I just happened to glance at the clock and the one on the radio said 20:30. The radio came on really loud, the light was still above us. I tried to slow down to see what was going on. My cousins' were screaming for me not to stop. The were screaming at me to go fast. I looked up on my side of the window to see what was up there and it hovered above us and kept our speed. The light was so bright, I could see the weeds in the ditch plain as day.
Then, just as quickly as it all begin the light went ahead of us about twenty feet and took off, really fast. It was gone. That was a whole hour and a half that was missing, as I kept telling my cousins' to remember the time. They just kept crying and were not talking to me.
I was scared and I have never spoken to anyone about this except to my cousins' who get scared when I even mention what happened. I have been having dreams' and weird nightmares'. My female cousin refuses to tell me if she has the same thing going, and my male cousin will not listen to any talk at all about this. They get this look in their eyes' and they actually stand differently body language-wise.
We have had people on the reservation talk about these lights' and things that race those bombers' and those other planes' that fly out there. These jets', bombers, and etc. make their runs at all hours of the day and night. People have experienced things' and seen things' out there in the middle of nowhere. Alot of them refuse to talk about what they have experienced or seen, for fear or rejection or ridicule. I need to talk to this as it is a part of my PTSD(post-tramatic stress disorder) I need to tell somebody and get this out of my head. It feels like somebody is always' watching me, I asked my cousins' and they say the same thing too. That is one of the reasons' that they are afraid to say anything. I'm not afraid, whatever happened changed me and changed my physical body and how I handle diseases, sicknesses, and etc. My cousins' are the same about this too. We feel watched.
A few weeks before this about ten miles out of Rapid City I had car trouble, and I saw a big triangle. It was shiny,like gun metal. I thought it was one thing, but another one split off of it and they were floating or hovering or something. They were headed north towards' Rapid City. They came out of the Black Hills' from the west heading towards' were I was in a easterly direction before the turned north. The were quiet, really quiet. I never talked about this either until what had happened to me and my cousins' in the Badlands'. Again, I have never spoken to anyone except my cousins' about all of this. Out of fear that I'm being watched or listened to. I don't know maybe I'm just paranoid about all this. But thanks for your time. With respect. Thank you reading this.
((NUFORC Note: Witness indicates that the date of the sighting is approximate. PD))