When I was just 6 or 7 years old, it was late at night, especially for a child, and I found myself awaiting my mother's arrival to pick me up from my grandmother's house. Sipping on some hot chocolate, I accidentally spilled it, prompting the need to venture out to the balcony for the mop and bucket. As I opened the door and stepped onto the balcony, an unexpected unease washed over me. Positioned on the second floor of the house, the balcony provided a clear view of the yard. The closer I got to the edge, the tighter my chest felt. Strangely, the mop and bucket were placed on the other side, away from the door, requiring me to traverse the entire balcony. Upon reaching the edge, my eyes widened as I witnessed large white orbs that bore an uncanny resemblance to people in shape. Glowing and moving with incredible speed, they circled the house. Startled, I dropped the mop and bucket, hastily retreating indoors. By this time, my mother had arrived and was irate that I hadn't cleaned the mess. Despite her attempts to drag me outside, sheer terror drove me to scream and kick until she relented and fetched the cleaning supplies herself. No anomalies were visible to her, and she accused me of merely avoiding the cleanup. Even after I'd tidied up, I adamantly refused to return the mop to the balcony. When she ventured out, she too saw nothing unusual. However, I still saw the glowing orbs lingering. The events following are a blur; by the time we reached the car, the peculiar sight had dissipated, lasting only about 10 minutes. While not my first or last eerie encounter at this address, this experience remained etched in my memory.