DATE: Monday,
June 13, 1994
TIME: approx. 2:20-2:30am.
LOCATION: Surrey (Newton) B.C.
We have a sky-light installed in our bedroom, which is directly above our
heads where we sleep. It is approx. 5 x 3 ft. clear plexiglass, there are
no obstructions, allowing clear view of the sky.
My husband awoke to the sounds of our toddler in the next room, and is the
first one to notice a strange object in the sky. He does not wake me,
wanting to confirm first his observations are that of a u.f.o. (Daniel
Bergeron will recount his own observations separate from my own). I am
suddenly awakened by his yelling to look, but it is not until after the
event, we discover we were looking at two separate objects.
I open my eyes to the sky and immediately see it: a triangular ship,
almost perfect, yet I believe it was longer in width, but not by much. I
cannot describe my feelings at that exact moment to suddenly have someone
scream at you "there's a ufo !" and then opening your eyes to one. The
reality has not yet set in and you simply watch. I saw it move from one
end of the skylight to the other. It seemed to just float across, or
gently slide across the sky (it made no sudden, jerky movements
whatsoever), very slowly and at a low altitude. I am not a good judge of
distance, but it would be lower than a regular airplane as its size
suggested to me. The whole incident of watching this particular object
lasted about one minute.
Once I had the shape embedded in my mind and thoughts, I began noticing
other characteristics. I recognized that it was sort of invisible, but not
quite, transparent, perhaps liquid, and yet it was a solid object made up
of clouds and the surrounding darkness. The edges were definitely defined,
I watched it move and knew where it was all the time. I was looking
straight up at it and could not see 3 dimensions, just the bottom. There
were about six circular rims of light; the two at the widest part of the
ship were larger and radiated a rim of orange light. The centres were
solid and had no lights and at the time I thought these to be pads. Even
then, I remember thinking they made a mistake by not closing the pads
tightly so as to allow an escape of light. The next row of 2 became
smaller and less bright, as did the pair after that. I am not sure if
there were 3 pairs or 4. Surrounding these large circles there were
several smaller lights and in retrospect, after hearing other descriptions
of similar ships, these could have been stars.
It made no noise, although I could hear several police sirens outside.
When it went out of view I continue to look up at the other u.f.o., which
was much higher up, lit up as if a cluster of stars. I knew it was
extremely high up, yet it was the size of a basketball. To me it appeared
to have bands of light slapping out into the darkness, but I must disclose
that I am near-sighted and it's exact appearance is uncertain. As I say,
it was a cluster of stars to me, but my husband would tell otherwise.
Oddly enough, while I watched the larger ship, I could see it quite
clearly, I did not have blurred vision and is another reason to suggest
it's low altitude.
The after shocks were traumatic. I was afraid to turn on the lights in the
house and was horrified when my husband went outside to try and videotape
his u.f.o. During this time I telephoned my parent's house who live in the
North Delta, out of fear or perhaps just to say good-bye. After that call
I decided to call the police and ask if they had u.f.o. reports. I told
the station that my husband was outside taping and within 10-15 minutes a
police officer came to the house. He obviously thought we were crazy or
something, asking first if I was on medication. I had to greet him in the
driveway as he was shining his car light into the house ... finally when
he came in he asked what happened, etc. He did not write anything down,
and appeared to be more interested in the tape we said we had. During this
visit, I was noticeably upset, crying and having this police officer was
no help at all. I had seen a u.f.o. and already someone didn't believe me.
I took a chance to look through the phone book for other organizations I
could call and left a message with Steve Beuck.
During the night I learned my husband did not see the larger u.f.o. and it
amazes me how something so obvious, so big in the sky could be missed.
I called my mother the next day and she told me she had gone outside on
the deck to look for the u.f.o. Understandably, she was upset after
receiving my terrifying phone call, and after 10 minutes or so decided to
go back to bed. It is when she turned to leave off the deck that she saw a
flash of red light in the sky.
It is now mid-day June 14, two days after this incident I feel ill, suffer
bouts of depression and anxiety. It is difficult to eat, or enjoy life in
general, even work. I notice I do not smile anymore and tend to be
oblivious to my surroundings, trying to gaze off into nothingness. Even,
as our beloved Canucks prepare for the Stanley Cup tonight, I have lost
all interest, joy in this event, though I was an avid fan throughout the
playoffs.
I am also trying to rationalize this event with scientific or man-made
answers, but in the end I visualize over and over what I saw and truly
believe I had witnessed a u.f.o. flight. I always wanted to see a u.f.o.,
always wondering if they were real or not, but now I wish I hadn't seen it
I now know more than I should there are new boundaries, new worlds, which
carry on beyond the scope of all my learnings, life experiences.
I also look out into the skies, a different perspective now, and look for
the formations of triangular shapes within the clouds.
Colleen's Drawing (above):
It is
now mid-day June 14, two days after this incident I feel ill, suffer bouts
of depression and anxiety. It is difficult to eat, or enjoy life in
general, even work. I notice I do not smile anymore and tend to be
oblivious to my surroundings, trying to gaze off into nothingness. Even,
as our beloved Canucks prepare for the Stanley Cup tonight, I have lost
all interest, joy in this event, though I was an avid fan throughout the
playoffs.
I am also trying to rationalize this event with scientific or man-made
answers, but in the end I visualize over and over what I saw and truly
believe I had witnessed a u.f.o. flight. I always wanted to see a u.f.o.,
always wondering if they were real or not, but now I wish I hadn't seen it
I now know more than I should there are new boundaries, new worlds, which
carry on beyond the scope of all my learnings, life experiences.
I also look out into the skies, a different perspective now, and look for
the formations of triangular shapes within the clouds.
Colleen's Drawing: "It was
like a piece of the sky was moving."
Daniel's Drawing: [13 June 1994 2:25-2:30
A.M.]
"Looked
at what seemed to be extra large satelite, but knew it wasn't when it
stopped. Then moved back some, up & down, then oblong circles. I then woke
up my wife. It moved very fast & was very high. I did not see the
triangular ship my wife saw."
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