This has been plaguing me my whole life. I am hoping that someone has had a similar experience. The year is 1950, I was 17 years old. It was a Saturday night in a small town in the foothills of the Sierra Mountains in Northern California. I had just dropped off my girl friend that lived next door. It was pitch black. This was a rural area, I drove next door and parked in front of the house where I was living, it was a boarding house. As I got out of the car right near the rear tire there was this white glowing object. It was about two feet high and about six to eight inches wide. It seemed to be hovering above the ground and shimmering. It was so bright that I could not make out what it was. As I stood there with the car door open I kicked some gravel at it. It then went down the driveway really fast and went out through some pine trees and then came back to where it was. That did it. I slammed the car door and made a bee line for the house.
What did I see? I was not into the occult, Nor do I believe in Ghost. I was stone sober. I know that I will be ridiculed. I am just hoping that someone has had a similar experience or that someone can explain what I saw.
What did I see? I was not into the occult, Nor do I believe in Ghost. I was stone sober. I know that I will be ridiculed. I am just hoping that someone has had a similar experience or that someone can explain what I saw.
