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There was so much speculation about UFOs and such in Illinois rural areas, so what else could happen? Was it real? No? After my recent experience of the light and noise outside my bedroom window I was pretty sure it was.
AND THEN a dull green fighter jet zipped over my house, clipping the leaves from
the top of the maple tree near the house (on the north side!). I saw it, heard it, and felt the sound.
This had never
before happened: a fighter jet in our own skies over cornfields, from an air base two hundred
miles south of St. Louis? The pilot
rotated, dipped over the nearby creek, and disappeared. What was he chasing??
The same girl who had shared the last headline from the National
Enquirer sneaked another copy of this respected newspaper, on which the
header said “UFOs Seen over Corn Fields”.
We all gasped, knowing darn well that each of us had waited at 10 AM that week on the north side of our houses.
Were we getting a second chance? Were the Aliens giving us second look-over
before making their decisions? What next?
What next?
