…As they were heading closer I stepped off the trail to let them pass, but when I did so the path was empty. Figuring they were behind another tree or something I waited for a minute but didn’t see a trace of the figure anywhere around where I thought they were….
…But I also knew that wasn’t quite right either. The golf course didn’t have a low dip in the bottom and the grass here was long and lush. There was a low stone wall running along the lowest portion of the field and I could also see a wooden gate. I remember really wanting to go touch that wall to see if it was real. I wasn’t sure if I should because this was so odd and I was on a golf ball mission. I was about to get up and run to the wall to touch it when I heard my mom calling me. I turned away from that weird field and took the golf ball that was right on the edge of both places….
…It looked like an upside-down saucepot with a single protruding handle, rotating around its center at a little less than 1 revolution per second…
…At around 11 pm we arrived and were greeted with silence. What I first noticed as strange was the sound of wind rustling the trees, however, the air was still and nothing was moving! Secondly, it was cold. Yes it’s fall in New England, but it felt weird, like the cold was localized to the cemetery….
…This “star” then began to move about the night sky in a slow but erratic manner. It was like watching an insect crawl around on a window. It moved in circles, spirals and squiggly lines. It’s speed was slow but wavering….
…It was a warm July night, and I had my window open to let the cool breeze circulate my room. I recall sleeping well but then being suddenly stirred out of slumber by the most peculiar feeling: something was tickling my feet. I could feel small fingers on the soles of my feet and ankles. I simply shifted my body in response to this, kicking my feet in an attempt to make it stop. I also grumbled. When this happened I heard giggling! I couldn’t believe it. It was a chorus of tiny, sweet, and innocent laughter….