My name is Meg, this is my story. The year was 1993, my family and I were living in a farmhouse in a beautiful rural setting in Michigan. I jumped in my car one evening, to run to the store 3 miles away to get sour cream for our taco supper. As I turned from Stout Road onto 4 Mile, all the cars were pulled off on the shoulder, I didn't see or hear any emergency vehicles and wondered what was going on.
My friend, Kiara, stood beside her aqua Volvo, looking toward the field on the other side of the road, so I turned to look too.
I'll never forget it. A huge purple machine hovered about 50 feet above the hayfield. It wasn't a helicopter. It was about the size of a house garage, but it was round. Huge purple lights the size of basketballs pulsated on it, no sound came from the thing.
All the drivers looked at one another in awe and disbelief, when suddenly a beam of light appeared shining downward like a ramp. I turned my car around and sped back to my road, but stopped at the corner to glance back.
The light moved slowly across the ground right up to Kiara's car, lifted it up, and like a conveyor belt carried it back up to the craft, all the while the purple lights whirled. Kiara remained on the ground.
With lightning speed, every other person hopped back into their vehicles to get away from there, but none of the cars would start. The people ran then, in every direction away from the scene, parents carried crying, frightened children in their arms. Kiara ran toward me.
The only thing I could think to do, since my car wouldn't run either, was to get down in the ditch beside the road. I remembered that's what you're supposed to do if caught outside in a tornado, and this had all the earmarks of an out-of-control, scary situation. When Kiara rounded the corner and saw me in the ditch, she dove for it too.
We heard a humming noise, like a swarm of bees overhead. I didn't dare look up, but out of the corner of my eye I saw the object hovering above both of us. My whole body began to tremble.
In an instant the humming stopped; a complete silence enveloped us. Kiara tapped my foot, and said, "It is gone!" I scanned the twilight sky for the unthinkable thing that had been there. The evening sky held the usual wispy clouds but no foreign object was in view.
Police cars with sirens screaming tore down 4 Mile Road, to the spot where the Unidentified Flying Object had been. Kiara and I got into my car, that started then, and drove back. There wasn't even a mark on the ground.
Kiara was interviewed by reporters, but she just kept repeating what we'd seen.
Forty-two days later, a similar experience was noted in a tiny article in a Cheyenne, Wyoming newspaper. The same unusual purple object was seen hovering over a rural field with lights whirling. A ramp-like beam of light came out of it, and an aqua Volvo was left on the side of the road.
The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be right now. CLICK HERE
JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.