Kirsty and Warren Barrell
BEAMS Midlands, Warwickshire, UK
Myself and my husband are very interested in UFOs and the paranormal.
We came across the BEAMS website over Christmas and found it very interesting indeed.
Warren (my husband) is really into his photography and cameras and I am training to be a
counsellor at the moment, a skill that I believe that would come in handy when talking to people
about their experiences.
I have read lots of material and watched a lot of programs about the UFO phenomenon and
I find it so interesting.
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
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
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…
Yet the bad dreams continued on and off, for a further three months; then they began to fade down in number, very gradually, until nothing.
I often wonder if I was taken and that's what I remember but who knows…
Looking forward to working with BEAMS.
All the best