My
name is xxxxx and I just need to tell someone who won't think I am
insane. I am 35 years old and these events took place from the time I
was very little, 1980s to 1996. I was not alone for all of them either.
I grew up in Colwood and Langford on Vancouver Island. When I was quite
young my grandfather had a stroke and lived in the hospital. Every
night my grandmother would take me or my sister to the hospital to
visit him around 8 pm. On one night just as we had pulled up to the
hospital we saw this weird almost oval reddish light with a smaller
black oval in its center. My grandmother said not to get out of the
car. I had this feeling in my head and my stomach, almost like extreme
nervousness and terror. I couldn't stop looking. It was there for a few
seconds and then gone. We sat in the car for quite awhile until my
grandmother felt it was safe to get out. It didn't seem like anyone
else noticed or was afraid. On the drive back we saw it in the sky
again. Usually it was about a forty minute drive home. That night it
was almost midnight before we made it home. I remember because my
parents were mad at how late we were and how I needed to be in bed.
When I was around nine we were living on Tipton Avenue near Dunsmuir
High School. It was the early evening and my sister was on the couch
reading. I can't remember where anyone else was, but I was in my room
changing and the next thing I remember was getting that same feeling
again. Next thing I know my sister was waking me up telling me I must
have fallen asleep and she was laughing at me because my arms were over
my head and my sweatshirt was halfway off with my head covered by the
middle. She said I had been in my room for two hours when she came to
check on me. We moved several years later to Setchfield Road near
Thetis Lake. The summer of 1995 my dad was in the backyard watering and
he called me out on the deck, in the sky was what I can only describe
as a flying saucer. It felt like seconds but when we both came to it
was way later; the sun was in a different location and my dad was
standing in a couple inches of water. We went inside shaken. My dad
will still talk to me about that as it was traumatic. I opened up to my
husband about this and he looks at me funny now. My dad told him what
happened all those years ago and it didn't matter. I am not crazy.
My father could
fill in my blanks a little better, even though he is 65 now. I will ask
him to call your number [UFO*BC] as he does not use the internet. In
95/96 I think they were in the house. Sometimes in the day but mostly
at night. I am not very comfortable with those events. I haven't slept
a full night since. I can't stay alone. Ever. I have two very large
dogs now and it seems to help. Thank you for not judging. Nothing can
really be verified and I guess I am not looking for validation, just
understanding and acceptance.
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