BEAMS WarwickshireHi there, I'm Kirsty and I have a huge interest in UFOs and UFO sightings.
They say seeing is believing, well I believe and myself and my husband Warren watch the skies as much as we can using a telescope.
We are really looking forward to becoming a part of your team, and hopefully being able to post some pictures when we capture something.
Years ago when I was 10 years old, I had a UFO experience which I have only talked about to my Dad and Warren; sadly my Dad has passed away, as I was with him when it happened.
MY UFO SIGHTING IN THE UK…
It was a clear sunny day and we were going to my Dad's restaurant which was about a half hour drive away; there was me, Mum and Dad; so we all got into the car and set off along the road: Mum was driving, I was looking out of the window at the lovely countryside and Dad was talking to Mum; we came round a corner in the road and suddenly noticed the traffic slowing down... not that there was much traffic to cause this; and then I saw cars pulling over to the side of the road and people were getting out of their vehicles; next thing I knew, my Mum pulled over as well and we all got out of the car: I was so scared, I grabbed my Dad's hand and asked him what it was.
We all saw the same thing: I could see an aircraft of some kind above us; it was a silvery metallic colour but there was hardly any sound to it... this object just made a humming noise and was very low in the sky, almost as if we could touch it.
I was so scared, I held Mum and Dad so tightly... I wouldn't let go; then within minutes, the craft had gone; there was no sound and it went so quickly; I felt most strange afterwards; we got back in the car and Mum made me swear never to tell anyone about it; I cried and said "I promise"…
For the rest of that day I had goosebumps all over me; that night I slept well with no issues at all; next day me and Dad talked about it, as I needed to speak to someone; we both said that we felt really strange but that was probably because we couldn't explain it…
About two weeks passed and one night I had the worst nightmare ever; I felt alone and cold; when I opened my eyes in the dream I could see nothing... it was dark with very little light; I wanted to find my Mum and Dad, so I got off this cold metal bed and when I touched the floor it was so cold that I fell into the wall, but then I jumped back again as it felt like the walls were sharp to touch.
I cried so much... I looked up found my Mum and Dad but they were asleep; I went and touched them and they were cold as well; I could hear footsteps, so I ran and hid but everything I touched was or felt sharp…
I woke up in a cold sweat, shouting for Mum and Dad, and they were soon there to comfort me.
Dad knew whatever I had dreamt about was bad, and I described my dream to him as well, but he didn't know what to say and just held me tight…
I often wonder if I was abducted.
Still to this day, every now and then, I get those dreams; but sadly my Dad has died so I can't talk to him; but my Husband is awesome and he listens to me when I have them, but it's been a while now though with nothing, so who knows if I will have any more.
