when I was 12 years old, my mother had gotten a job working. She was a neonatal intensive care

nurse and she had gotten a job in Virginia and we'd moved there. We were living out in the,

in the country. And for the for the time being when we first moved there, we had moved in with

my aunt and her husband who were renting this place out in the

out in the boonies. And so me and my cousins, my sisters, my cousins, we're outplaying in this field.

And if you know anything about the like the landscape of Virginia, it's very, it's a very wooded

state, you know? And in the place where we were living,

there was this gigantic field and that was connected to the house that my, that my aunt was

renting. And there was a tree line at one end of the field, which was really far off. And then there was a tree

line that was a lot closer, like towards the back of the property. And as we're playing out

there, it was around, I don't know, you know, what what photographers would call magic hour.

So it was probably like six, six in the evening or so. The sun was starting to go down.

And we're all playing out there.

And off across the tree line, all of a sudden,

there were these three lights.

And at first I was like, oh, it's just a, you know,

like a jet and it's the jet's running lights or whatever.

But these lights were up probably, they weren't like right over the tree line.

They were pretty high up in the sky, like around cumulus cloud level, right? And they

started moving towards us. And I didn't think anything of it as they started moving towards

us. I, I just, I glanced up, I saw it,

and I went back to playing.

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