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."
RETURN TO HISTORY INDEX