So this is another one that I've been meaning to post and figure out, though again it seems to have more to do with parascience than the paranormal.
When I was in 5th grade, we lived across from my bestfriend in a small cul-de-sac neighborhood on the outermost point of Gresham, near what locals call "Mt. Baldie"-an old timber harvesting mountain, not too huge, that sends a shadow over half of older Gresham. Well, its a quiet area but, one night me and my friend were sitting up backwards on my moms couch, looking out of our bay window at the mountain (the sun was setting and it was pretty), when all of a sudden these ENORMOUS flashes of light boom, that looked like an explosion, except that there was no noise. They came in succession three times, and then the sky went dark. We thought that was pretty nifty so we went to go tell my mom, who only gave us a weird look and said that she didn't see anything. Well... What the heck right? So we go tell my stepdad, who repeats what my mom said.
Well, forget it then, we decide, and we go to bed. All is normal and life goes on but while we were living at that house there were times, only after the lights, that flashes of white light (I'll add that the big lights were fantastically colored, like the northern lights almost) through my bedroom window and feel a sense of dread and nervousness.
Well, turns out I'm not the only one who's been through this. My roommate, when I brought the story up, says that other people he knows have seen the same things and have also seen UFO type crafts around the mountain and have had extreme sleep paralysis episodes which I have also had/have.I've been scoping out the mountain, but that same feeling of nervousness overcomes me, and when I tell people about the lights, 99% of them just give me a weird look at shrug it off.
I have thought about it thoroughly and there's no lightsource that could spread past the mountains peak and go that many times, with those many colors, so frequently. Its a creepy thought, considering that mountain overlooks my current home, but its still a little fantastic to tell people about, I feel.
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He was at a christian camp for a week or so with his best friend. At one point they headed outside for a breather, because Paul's friend is... Not really atheist, mostly agonistic, as in, he believes there's a higher power, just not sure who. They were having a discussion inside that he wasn't really interested in. A few moments after hanging around outside, Paul mentioned he was hearing a low humming noise... That suddenly stopped. They both looked up... And high in the sky, they saw an asterisk with a glowing viewport. Just a flat, flying asterisk, made up of nothing but cubes. Understandably, they both went inside.
When it came to heading back home, they saw it again, and they stopped their car on the road to watch it, because the noise had apparently drawn its attention; the asterisk had turned towards them. A few seconds, and then it moved off; Paul and his friend took off in a rush back home. (This all occured in Arkansas.) I might ask his friend eventually about his version of the events.