Back in 2020, in the midst of the pandemic, I decided to visit my parents on the island of Curacao. It was October-November, and what I’m about to share is something that still baffles me. I’ve scoured the internet for similar stories, but no luck. Hopefully, by sharing it here, I’ll connect with others who’ve had a similar experience. I was in the car with my dad, on our way to grab a birthday cake for my mom. The weather was amazing—windows down, good vibes, and UB40’s “Kingston Town” on the radio. As we neared the bakery, situated on a busy street with a church on a hill to the right, something bizarre happened. Out of nowhere, behind the church, I spotted this big, bright white beam. It’s hard to describe, like a wide laser beam, but clear. Not lightning because there was no thunder after, and it didn’t blind us. It was see-through, and just as quickly as it appeared, it vanished. The wild part? The reflection seemed to stretch from the ground all the way up into the sky with no end. I couldn’t wrap my head around it and blurted out, “Holy shit, what was that?” Unbeknownst to me, my dad saw it too and replied, “WOW, DID YOU SEE THAT TOO!” We parked, thinking maybe there’s a simple explanation, like construction workers with a big mirror or something. But nope, nothing like that. Too big and wide to be a reflection, and the edges were way brighter than the inside. We stepped outside, expecting others to have noticed, but everyone was going about their business, heads buried in their phones. If my dad hadn’t seen the exact same thing, I’d be questioning my sanity. Anyway, back to the cake mission, but the day felt different. That unexplained moment hung in the air, turning an ordinary day into a weird memory. It’s the kind of thing you share at family gatherings, a reminder that sometimes reality serves up mysteries that defy explanation.