One night when I was looking in the mirror doing my hair, this dash of light caught my eye. I turned round and there was this ball of light that flew into the wall. After that I didn't dare look in the mirror again. Until I moved out of my room. I didn't see the orb again, well that's what I thought.
After that I saw even more orbs. I went to scotland for a week's holiday and we took about 33 photos. Then when we got them developed, there was about 16 orbs appeared on just two photos and the strange and freaky thing was that it was the first time we had been to scotland, after my granddad lesly moore had just died. Only two of my friends know and well, of course, my mam and dad and my brother aaron knows. Then after that, there was my last encounter with orbs.
One night when I was on my computer I went into my brother's room and I was just talking to him and the same orb appeared right above his head and vanished. I didn't say anything, I just went into my room thinking how on earth did it appear again. And I did not see any orbs again and from this day I have never looked at that photo again.