We will all have come across stories of people encountering what they believe to be UFO’s, though sometimes many of us are scared to share our stories for the fear of being laughed at. There may be perfectly good explanations for what we’ve witnessed; weather balloons, ball lightening, air craft testing, but that doesn’t take away the feeling that often accompanies these encounters.
On this reddit thread, people were asked to share their own UFO encounters. Below are 12 of the best answers. Read through and make up your own mind as to what they could be and, if you’ve experienced something similar, be sure to let us know in the comments.
First time I ever tried to write this down, first time telling anyone outside the family. I’m leaving out time and location and some other details because I’m still scared of what might happen with it publicly I guess. Summer before 8th grade, me and two of my friends snuck out at midnight to go walk around the neighborhood and go see these girls on the next block who were having a sleepover. We turn a corner in our neighborhood and there’s this huge black blimp shaped thing in the sky.
Like the pictures of the Hindenburg but bigger than that and as close if not closer. Completely silent and the size of at least four to five football fields across, no exaggeration, even though I was young. We stare at it entranced, asking each other over and over again if we see it, which we all agree that we do, standing there, frozen in one place. It’s like black polished gunmetal, no lights, no sound, no anything.
It’s just hovering there.
And then I don’t know what happened but time clearly jumps. Next thing I remember is the craft/ship/government experiment/whatever the hell it is has gone and there’s a tiny glowing white barbell thing in the sky, seemingly slowly falling to earth with wisps of smoke coming off it. Then two brand new black trucks with silver gearboxes on the back, like f150s or s10’s but nicer came speeding down the street, going about seventy in a residential 25mph neighborhood. Then after that I remember walking home to one of my friend’s houses and going to bed. At that point it was like 5 or 6 am and the sun was coming up.
We all made a promise to tell my dad in the morning because he worked for the city but we never did. I don’t know what happened later in life to one of my friends who was there but the other was my best friend and we sort of made an unspoken pact never to talk about it, don’t know how or why we did that. We all grew up and I sort of lost touch with him too. We did reconnect over Facebook and such over the years but it was like there was something between us neither of us wanted to touch or talk about.
Looking back on it now, there’s no way we could have been the only ones to see it. It wasn’t that late at night and it was over a heavily populated suburb of a major city. The idea of this has always scared me more than any sort of possible abduction scenario. That there were others and we’re all voluntarily suffering a sort of collective amnesia, except in how we’re not.
I’ve thought about hypnosis but that scare me too plus I’m not sure if I’d trust the results, I was just a kid then and I’m not sure if I could trust the hypnotist. What I do know, again, is that there’s no way it was just the three of us who saw it. We’re talking a huge thing hovering in the sky directly above hundreds of houses just after midnight on a summer weekend night. But nothing on the news, nothing in the paper, nothing on tv, no words spoken about it again ever by anyone.
This is a true story. I’m a little older than the average around here I think, but I know what creepypasta and stuff like that is. This happened. And there’s no way I’m the only one who remembers. No way.
My mom tells a story of her and her friend. Let’s call her friend Lisa.
When my mom and Lisa were teenagers, they were up on the roof of Lisa’s house, and they see a bright light in the sky. Next thing they know, the light is gone. Thing is, they think they’ve been on the roof for like 15 minutes, but something like 3 hours passed.
Mom doesn’t remember anything about what happened during that time, and Lisa simply refuses to talk about it. She would answer my mom with things like “I dunno” and “Just drop it.” for a long time.
So a couple months later, mom moves away and loses contact with Lisa for about 10 years. She finally meets up with her again and immediately notices that something is odd about Lisa.
Lisa appeared very “distant” to her, with a very “dreamy” demeanor. Like she was really happy and at peace, for no good reason. After they talk for a bit, Lisa brings up the incident on the roof. Mom says she still doesn’t really remember anything about it.
But Lisa remembers. She remembers everything. She said that at first, it was all in bits and pieces and she couldn’t remember any of it clearly. She was confused and scared and wanted to avoid discussing it. Then, as time passed, she began to remember more of it.
She remembers it all clearly, and she remembers the other 3 times she was abducted after that clearly as well. At first, they paralyzed her somehow and did all sorts of invasive experiments on her, but by the most recent time, they stopped probing her and began to talk with her. They didn’t speak English or any other human language, but she could understand everything they said, even though she can’t speak their language herself. Apparently they told her all sorts of things – stuff about space, Earth itself, and most shockingly, predicted years beforehand that she would get pregnant in a specific year and it would also be a stillborn, and that she would never be able to have children again. They also told her that it was not their fault and they even made an attempt to save her from this fate, but they were unsuccessful.
They also told her that they had abducted my mother. Another time, after that first incident. Mom says she has no recollection of any other potential abductions, but she does have recurring nightmares of being abducted, but she’s “almost sure” that they’re just that – nightmares.
Anyway, Lisa tells mom that every time she speaks with them, she comes to understand “the truth” more and more. When mom inquires what “the truth” is, Lisa just says that “you will know eventually”, and she says that once she learned of “the truth”, then “everything became wonderful”.
Mom has seen her a few more times over the years (we still live in another state from her), and she apparently has a pretty normal life, and doesn’t like, obsess over alien stuff (like some supposed alien abductees do), she only ever brings it up in passing, not like it’s a central part of her daily life
I can’t say for sure what happened to me that night, but here is what I know…
I was driving home for the weekend from school at Indiana University. It takes me about two hours to get home, and I left Bloomington around 10:00pm. At exactly 10:53 I am on a rural stretch of the two lane highway I take home, and I notice what appeared to be flashing lights behind me. I thought, “great, I’m getting pulled over,” so I turned onto the next country road about a quarter mile from where I noticed the lights. As the car came to a stop and I started to open my glove box to get out my registration and proof of insurance, the lights suddenly disappeared, and no car drove past.
Now here is where the story takes a turn for the weird, and I am sure you guys will think I’m just making it all up because it really does seem like something straight out of a typical UFO movie or story. The electronics in my car started to go haywire. The radio was randomly changing stations while the volume kept going up and down while the dome light and headlights start to flicker and turn off and back on. This was at 10:56 pm. I start thinking to myself that my battery must be failing, or else I have a short somewhere in the electric system of my car… so I lean down to pop the hood so I can take a look at the battery, and that is the last thing I remember doing.
The next thing I know, I open my eyes and see nothing but the night sky full of bright stars – it was a cold night and it seemed like I had never seen stars that bright in my life. I sat up and looked around, and I saw absolutely nothing. Nothing at all. I was in the middle of a field, surrounded by corn stalks left over from the recent harvest. As I started to come to my senses I started to freak out. Where am I? Why the fuck am I asleep in the middle of a field? Where the fuck is my car? I got up and started walking toward the distant headlights I could see from a road about half a mile away.
When I got to the nearest intersection I looked at the signs which read 350N and 50W. I was half a mile away from my car which was just right off the main road. I started walking toward the headlights I could see on the main road. I can’t say how long it took me to walk the half mile but it couldn’t have been more than 10 or 15 minutes. When I arrived at my car all the lights were out – my battery had died, which struck me as odd because I couldn’t have been gone for that long.
I looked at my phone which was sitting on the passenger seat, and the time was 2:17 AM. Over three hours had passed since I turned off onto the side road for the flashing lights behind me. I remember sitting in my car completely dumbfounded, wondering what the hell had just happened to me.
After about half an hour of just sitting there I remembered that my battery was dead; so I got on the phone and called AAA to come out and give me a jump. It took about an hour for them to get out to me since I was a good distance away from the nearest town; during which time I just sat in silence, running through the possible scenarios in my head concerning what had just happened. To this day I couldn’t tell you what really happened to me that night.
All I know is I can’t think of any plausible explanation as to why I woke up over half a mile away from my car in the middle of a corn field more than three hours after I had stopped. I have only shared this story with one other person – my uncle. I am sure people would either look at me like I’m crazy or they would call bullshit on the whole story. And I can’t blame them… if somebody came to me with a story like that, that so closely mirrors the stereotypical encounter story, I probably wouldn’t believe them either.
So my dad was in his teens, and weird UFO shit has been happening his whole life at this point. He’s out in his driveway for whatever reason, doing whatever people do when they live in a woodsy rural area. His parents aren’t home, they’re out shopping/at work/whatever.
Suddenly, this big, black car pulls into his driveway. Tinted windows, completely black. My Dad just kind of watches it pull in, not sure what to think.
Something to remember here – not only is this a rural area, but it’s ~50 years ago. People were a lot more trusting back then. Nowadays, you’d be crazy to leave your front door unlocked, but back then it was no big deal.
So this strange black car pulls into my Dad’s driveway. It’s making no noise at all, which my Dad noticed right away. The door opens and out steps a super tall, fair-faced white man. He has blonde hair, an extremely well-tailored black suit, and black sunglasses on. Right away, my Dad could see there was something off about him. He looks too perfect. Flawless skin, a child-like smile, and very overdressed for a hot summer day. He looks distinctly out of place.
The man walks up to my Dad and asks for his name. My Dad (around 15 at the time) asks him why he wants to know. The man smiles and explains that he just wants to ask him a few questions and he means no harm. Bemused, my Dad agrees, but he’s still wary of this strange man.
First, the tall white dude asks my Dad if he lives here. My Dad says yes, and asks why he wants to know. The man has a completely relaxed, non-confrontational tone, and seems almost giddy – like he was really excited to be having this conversation. His childish, overzealous grin hadn’t faded in the least. He asks my Dad if he had seen, felt, or heard anything that he felt was outside of the ordinary. My Dad said sometimes, and again asked why he wanted to know.
The man just kept grinning, and by now my Dad was feeling pretty comfortable. He had never seen this guy before in his life. He didn’t appear to be any kind of government agent – his behavior was far too unusual.
Suddenly, the man’s demeanor completely changes. His grin disappears and he looks worried. Without so much as a goodbye, he opens his car door, gets inside and drives away – still making no noise at all. A couple minutes later, my Dad’s parents come back from shopping.
Now for the really weird part.
My Mom saw the same fucking dude. 30 fucking years later.
She was in a bookstore looking to buy something – dunno the details really – when she turned around and noticed this tall, fair-looking blonde guy in a black suit sitting at table in the cafe, 30 feet or so from my mom. He was reading a newspaper. Sitting across from him was another dude, dressed exactly the same as the blonde one. They still looked strangely out of place, somehow too perfect, too clean. Now, my Mom had heard this story from my Dad before, and she actually recognized my Dad’s description of this man – he definitely stood out. So she’s kind of taken aback, trying to figure out if it’s actually the man my Dad had seen all those years ago.
The blonde guy notices my mom looking at him. Again, his demeanor completely changes. He stands up, turns around, and quickly walks out of the bookstore with the second guy right behind him.
What the fuck right? I’m actually freaking out a bit thinking about this. I’m 22 now and I have to wonder if I’m going to run into this awkward blonde stalker. It’s like the MIB sent their most inept agent to follow around my Dad. Or the most obvious alien ever is trying to study my family in our natural habitat. I don’t fucking know.
I know this is all very vague. I’m going to bring it up to my Dad tonight and try to clarify a few details. I’ll be honest I’ve pushed this story out of my head because it weirds me out.
I don’t even know where to start. Maybe the most enlightening experience I had was this. I used to talk about these things that were happening to anyone who was willing to listen. I’ve become a little more reserved from being hurt a few times opening up. It seemed to me like the more I would try to inform people about what happened, the more experiences there would be. There was this guy named Adam that I was hanging out with for a while. I took him home from a friend’s apartment one night at around 3-4 AM, which was normal for that time period since I was sleeping until 4 in the afternoon.
I had been trying to talk to people about this stuff non-stop, and when I took him to his house, we chilled and smoked in the driveway for a minute. All of a sudden, an intensely bright light appeared over the hill that was less than a mile from his house and we were both immediately drawn to it. I started looking around seeing if there was anything else happening, and I looked up. Above us were two orbs pivoting around and I drew his attention to them. I told him that I felt like they showed us that bright light to try and gauge our responses, and we just looked up and waved at the orbs. Then, all of a sudden, the sky came to life.
There must have been 3 dozen orbs flying around in every which direction and over the horizon streaks started taking off. It was definitely a spiritual experience.
Edray, WV One night few years back my friend (who is driving) and I were taking his girlfriend home when he decided to take the “long way home”. As we are driving along this fairly deserted back road I began to zone out and I stare at this blinking red light off in the distance and casually think to myself “I wonder when they built a cell phone tower all the way out here. ” When suddenly it blinks and is dramatically closer than it was just a moment earlier, at this point my friend points it out and stops in the road.
It blinks once more and is directly in front and over top of us, the red light is so bright it floods the car in a deep scarlet hue. I lean forward so that I can see directly into the light, in that brief moment I feel a flood of negative emotions the closest description I can offer is to that of being naked under a giant microscope and having every pore examined thoroughly. I then look away from the light to my friend and ask him to drive, he barely responds apparently in a similar state. Then he snaps out of it and starts driving, as we get a little ways down the road I notice the red light isn’t fading and the interior of the car is still clearly lit by it.
I look out the window and to my horror the light is following us and does so for approximately 1-2 miles. The light unexpectedly veers off to the left and comes down to ground level in a patch of trees adjacent to the road. My friend stops the car again and continues to stare at it and abruptly declares he is going to get out and look it like he is in some sort of trance. He opens the door and I grab his arm and tell him if he does I will get in the driver seat and leave him, that we had to leave that instant.
He looks at me and seems to come to and punches the gas so hard the tires lose traction and spin. The light remained stationary as we rode away but I’ve never looked at the night sky the same. EDIT: The incident occurred after dropping off my buddy’s girlfriend so she wasn’t present, in my rush to type the story I forgot that part.
1997 Colorado Springs, CO. I was 8 years old, playing in the sand volleyball court at the park down the street from my house. I was engrossed in my activity – burying my collection of Happy Meal toys in the sand, and then digging them back out, repeat. I was looking down, but decided suddenly that I needed to look up because the world around me had lost all sound.
There was no longer any ambient noise. No traffic noise from the busy streets just a block over. No more dogs barking. No more birds chirping.
I looked at the street that bordered the park, and that is when I saw it.
It looked like a stealth bomber turned sideways (nose leading, one wing down toward the road and the other pointed up at the sky). Completely shiny-black in color, as tall as a house, shaped like an arrowhead. It was cruising the street at 3 MPH. Just gliding over the road….I watched it for maybe 20 seconds. As soon as it had passed behind some 2 story houses and out of my sight – I got my hearing back full force.
I ran home with my piss soaked pants and never spoke a word of it to anybody.
EDIT – Here is a quick sketch I made, in all of my talented glory. I only lived in CO Springs in 1997. I lived on Don Juan Court, so I guess the park I was playing in was called ‘Franklin Park’. Immediately after, I moved back to Phoenix just in time for the Phoenix Lights!!!
2010, Los Angeles, CA. I was cleaning up around my apartment when I noticed my kitchen lamp swinging and my building rocking. Obviously, earthquake. It lasted for a bit and I called my friend to make sure she was ok. As we were chatting, I was standing out on my balcony which overlooks Runyon Canyon, a popular hiking trail. I suddenly noticed this object hovering high in between the mountains.
It was way too high to be a helicopter, and too small and low to be a plane. What made it SUPER strange, was it’s shape and lack of movement. It was orb-esque, and stood stagnant for about a solid 3 minutes before moving at a SNAIL’S PACE to the west. I’m talking slower than any aircraft, blimp, kite, whatever, that I’ve ever seen. It also seemed to reflect off the sun, but only at some angles.
I grabbed my crappy digital camera and tried to capture it as best I could. After moving towards the left and then once again staying completely still, it immediately darted at what seemed like an impossible speed in the opposite direction upwards and disappeared.
Plain old man made, government, or other, it was one of the weirdest / best sightings I’ve ever experienced, especially since it was in broad daylight!
When I looked through the pictures, I thought I got nothing, but after zooming in I noticed the object showed up in three! I don’t have photoshop or anything, so it’s not the clearest quality, but hey! Still neat!
I was driving back home to Los Angeles with a friend of mine after visiting family near Phoenix, AZ. We were headed west on highway 58 just out of Boron, CA en route to Mojave to catch the 14. It was night and we were jamming out to some music. The next thing I know I’m waking up, looking around and realizing that I was pulled over on the side of the road and that aproximately 3 hours had passed.
My buddy was fast asleep so I woke him up and we both kind of had a psychological meltdown. After we calmed down a little we went home and never really spoke of it since. I have absolutely no idea when or how we transitioned from listening loud music and driving down the road to waking up safe on the side of the road.
I’ve seen a couple of weird lights occasionally, and I have no recollection of being abducted, BUT…
When I was 12 or so, I felt something hard and round in my earlobe. I told everyone and they said it was just an under-the-skin zit, pretty normal for someone my age. But it was there for SIX MONTHS.
Annoyed, I decided to do some self surgery. I could feel it very near the surface and poked a hole in my ear with a sterilized needle. Blood, fucking everywhere, I could feel this thing and I squeezed up, towards the hole I just pierced. Out pops this tiny metal… ball. Maybe half the size of a BB. It was black metal, completely spherical, with an indentation around the center, and teeny tiny golf ball-like indentations.
As I was rolling it around in my blood-covered pictures, it slipped, spun around the sink a couple of times and fell down the drain. At 12, I had no idea what the fuck to do with it and my parents didn’t believe a word I said and told me to just put some tea tree oil on my zits next time… I have never had anything like it since.
I was at a program called Wilderness Quest in Utah when I was 17. Long story short, our small group saw a weird light in the sky moving at incredible speeds in multiple directions. It then seemed to enter our atmosphere accompanied by a large flash of light. Moments later 16 fighter jets, 8 stealth bombers and one large radar plane flew over our heads to the area we witnessed the strange light. It was a super clear night and in the middle of the Utah desert you can see the night sky extremely well so we were able to count all the planes with ease.
The next day a new wilderness guide showed up, said he used to work for NORAD and asked us a bunch of questions about what we saw. The next morning he was gone and no one ever heard of him again. The reports in the paper said it was the Genesis satellite crashing. There is no way in hell that thing was a satellite crashing.
One night I go down to the kitchen to drink water (at about 4am) and I hear this weird – kind of low pitched buzzing sound coming from outside. I go out to the backyard and shit you not, I see this fucking bright rounded object (UFO) hovering about 600 feet right above me. I just froze there. I almost felt like I was paralyzed for a moment. I watched it ascend higher into the air and take off at an incredible speed and disappear into the wintery clouds.
That night I had a dream that I was abducted. Now when I think about it, I wonder if the dream was real but was purposely made to seem like a dream? I obviously don’t know for sure but fuckin scary shit man!