This is an interesting story and we've done several lost time events in people's lives where they encounter something odd and they lose hours, sometimes days of time, and this is what this is and it's real interesting.

I hope you enjoy it. I know it's a little stressful for the writer, but it's a good story.

My story begins 20 years ago on a hot summer night in Georgia.

My best friend Brandon and I were enjoying our summer break before eighth grade began in

a few weeks.

We had attended church with my uncle and his family that

night, and I would love to say it was because we were young Christian youths looking for Jesus,

but the truth is my buddy had a crush on my aunt's niece who would regularly attend church

with them. Guilty, done that before. The crush is what led to an

event in my life I still can't explain or seem to get out of my mind even 20 years later.

The sun had just dipped below the hills when a familiar itch, a young man feel struck my friend and he decided that the two

hours at church with my cousin just wasn't enough to scratch that itch. My family all lived close

at that time and it would only mean a short walk to the top of the hill up Green Road. So I agreed,

despite being thoroughly aggravated that the prospect of sharing my friend with my cousin.

We had only been on the road long enough to get 35 feet from the house when our attention

was caught by a sudden appearance of a pair of lights at the edge of my yard.

There were like two brilliant spotlight shining straight down into the Georgia pines at the edge of the wood line up the hill

from where we stood. There were 30 feet or so above the treetops and seemingly coming from a single

point before fanning out slightly to either side.

If you've ever seen the Batman spotlight, it was similar, but instead of shining up into the

sky, they were shining down. The odd thing is that the lights never penetrated the tree canopy.

They stopped midair, about ten feet above the tree-tops,

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