Personal Narrative: The Saucer

When I was a child, Seven-or-eight years old, In the little town of Dalton in the pasture behind my home, I was going on an adventure. I left my house at Six Thirty in the morning, expecting something extraordinary to happen. I was wandering through the dark woods when I started hearing a roaring sound off in the distance, but having the mind of a child, it did not bauther me. I started to notice how the roaring sound began to get closer. I was paying Really close attention to the sound when I started to look up, and see a small glow of light. The light had a green tint to it and illuminated the sky. So I lay down in the woods and continued to watch it. The sound was becoming more predominate every second, and so was the light. Much to my amazement, I did not know what to do. As the Object Came closer, I noticed it looked like a saucer that was hovering over the tree tops. By the time it landed, I noticed it had a keypad with a screen attached to the saucer. So I begin to wonder what would happen if I touched it. I went over to the Saucer and began to touch the buttons on the Keypad. I heard a noise coming from the Saucer, so I looked, and saw a staircase start to descend from the Saucer. As I gazed at the …show more content…
For three hours they put dirt in bags until the saucer was full. Then I watched them as they loaded the dirt into a clear tank under the saucer. When the saucer powered up the dirt began to liquefy, After it liquefied The saucer began to lift off the ground. So I lay back down on the ground to watch it leave. Once the saucer was gone, I went back home to inform my mom about the saucer.
When I arrived home, my mother had been waiting on me. I went in to telling her the story about how flying saucers are real and what I had Seen. She did not believe me, but I knew what I saw. I told her she would just have to see it for herself. To this day I still look for the saucer and have yet to encounter it