My encounter with aliens
This is my story about an encounter with aliens, or at least what ever it was it was freaky. I lived out in the country when I a kid and fished in a creek that went through the property. One night I was sitting out next to the stream fishing in the middle of the night. I did not plan to be out there that long, but the moon was full and it was easy enough to see across the field to get back home. It was a calm warm August night in the north west and was rather peaceful listening to the coyotes. Then all the sudden, I hear this crackling noise from above me. I look up and it looks like a little meteor comming down a few hundred feet above me. I watched it and figured it landed just across the field, somewhere on the other side of the railroad tracks, out by bear point (an old indian site). That was close enough, I had to investigate out of curiosity and also to make sure no grass fires were started. To get there I had to follow the stream down and cross the railroad bridge. I figured it would take about an hour to get to where it landed, so I finished what was left of my coffee, reeled in my fishing line and started heading that way. I would say maybe 15-20 minutes later I found my way to the railroad bridge, and then things started to get strange.
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