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A STRANGE ENCOUNTER One nice summer day I was off exploring in the dense woods near our home in Central Illinois, a place I visited often, usually taking my trusty .22 caliber rifle along for target practice and protection. It wasn’t long before I came into a clearing with a gently flowing creek, an area of the woods I had not previously seen. It was there that I saw this metallic-looking object sitting beside the creek. The object was two-toned, light blue beneath and silver on top. Approaching it closer, I could see the object was about the size of a child’s wagon; however, one without wheels or anyplace where a wheel might otherwise have been. At first I thought I had discovered a toy boat of sorts, considering it was after all sitting near the creek; yet found myself wondering how in the hell a boat got here deep in the woods like this? I gave up the boat possibility as it was not in the creek but resting a few feet from the water’s edge there on the dry sand. As I contemplated both size and shape of the thing I continued to wonder what this could possibly be for it certainly wasn’t like any toy I had ever seen. With its aerodynamic design it seemed more like a jet airplane, but again not one I had ever seen or heard about. Whatever it was I quickly found myself wondering if I could drag this thing home, thinking it might serve as a nice makeshift raft with me standing on the flat rear portion there between what looked like metal tubes extending the length of the thing. It was then that I sadly noticed, oddly not having seen it earlier, a large crack extending the width of that same flat surface. The crack appeared cartoon-like yet the same caused me to abandon further idea of using it as a raft or anything else for that matter. The damage certainly left me disappointed yet wondering why such an obviously large crack hadn’t been immediately recognized as such. I shrugged it off; deciding the thing was useless, broken, and most likely way too heavy for me to drag the distance home alone with my rifle in hand, so I left it sitting there – Only to return the following day. Having informed my step-father of my find, seeking his assistance in moving the object and asking if he might be able to repair the damage so I might still have that desired makeshift raft, he agreed to come see this mysterious thing. This abandoned toy boat, this oddly shaped airplane, or whatever it was I described to him. It took some time to find the exact spot almost to the point of giving up but finally there it was again, sitting by the gently-flowing creek surrounded by the quietness of the dense woods. We approached the object and discovered I had been mistaken, for there was no huge crack. No not at first -- but looking again – there it was and appearing even worse than I had remembered. My step-father was lost as to what this thing could possibly be but when he offered to try and move the item – Suddenly there approached two tall figures. More reptile in appearance than human yet they walked upright as men. Surprised and startled at seeing the two, we were unable to move or speak. Not because we elected this deer caught in the headlight behavior, but frozen in place and for that reason unable to move or speak. One of the reptiles upon seeing my rifle, asked me angrily if I had intentions of shooting him? His words were not spoken yet I heard them clearly in my mind. He repeated his question with a renewed anger yet I was unable to reply for all I could do was repeatedly scream my own thoughts that I had no intention of shooting him or anyone. I questioned, pleading how this could be; who were these reptile men; and why couldn’t we move and run from this place? It was then that the other reptile, a more gentle soul, explained to his companion that I was a child and not to be feared. Relieved at this awareness out of the corner of my right eye I saw a tear run down my step-father’s cheek. -- We were both scared to death. The more gentile of the two reptile men explained I had found their ship, not something they had wished to happen. When I questioned their human size and the size of their ship being in conflict, it was explained they possess technology to shirk their ship when not in use to minimize chance of its discovery. But it had been discovered, an accidental discovery; and the ship was not damaged, seeing the crack had been a trick placed in our mind as a means of further discouragement. We were let go, unharmed; neither of us ever speaking of the event again. This too an apparent mind trick as we continued out our days as if none of it ever happened. -- But it did happen. The story as told to you now is details having escaped my memory for many years. Oddly as clear as this story is now, recollection of same only came back to me years later with my step-father’s death.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Oct 2013 21:32:59 +0000

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