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Lake Scugog Ontario                                                                                                                               

I have witnessed UFOs on three separate occasions.  I also experienced something very alien.  My first sighting occurred when I was in my teens shortly after our family had moved to a small town on the edge of a lake North of the city (Lake Scugog).  One cool summer night my father, younger brother, and myself, had gone outside to rescue the cat from a fight with another cat.  After breaking up the fight we were commenting on how crystal clear the stars looked.  At this point we noticed a bright object moving from South to North.  It should be noted that my father had been an aircraft controller in Scotland.  This did not looked like an aircraft. It had no flashing lights.  My father figured it was a satellite.  He had just finished saying this when the object suddenly travelled in zig zag pattern covering the great distance in an East/West direction at a great speed.  Then it returned to its original direction at a very slow speed and vanished.


The second sighting took place at night during the winter.  My parents had gone out for the evening so I was baby-sitting my younger brother and sister who were in bed.  My friend Larry was there also. After we had just finished watching the hockey game, Larry started to fall asleep.  He wanted me to wake him up after the late news because there was some movie we wanted to watch.  After the news I woke up Larry and walked over to the television to change the channel.  As I passed by the living room window I noticed it seemed to be very bright out for the middle of the night. Then I noticed the shadows of the trees around the house were moving across the snow. When I looked up I could see a large object moving slowly over and away from the house. The object was glowing green with an orange rim.  I called for Larry to come to the window. As he got there the object moved away.  We waited for a second and then we could see the object again high in the sky about quarter mile away.  It suddenly came down out of the sky toward the ground at a very high-speed.  We thought it was going to crash into the ground, but as it got closer to the ground it slowed to a hover and then landed behind the trees.  We could see it glowing through the trees for some time.  Larry and I contemplated whether or not to go out and see what it was.  We knew the snow in the fields where the object had landed was hip deep, so we decided against going out to investigate at night. By this time the object was gone.  The next day Larry and myself waded through the snow to the spot where the object had landed.  It had been snowing all morning and we found nothing.

Well you asked for it. When I say Alien I don’t mean extraterrestrial. I don’t know what it was. It was just strange. I was out one night, on my bicycle, taking the dog for a run. We lived at the end of a road, south of the village. I had just come to the last corner before the short stretch home, when the dog, a large black lab, took off ahead of me growling and barking. He headed for the opening to a cottage driveway. I could then see what he was after. At first I thought it was a big white cat but then it appeared just like a white shape.  I got off my bike to stop the dog from attacking it. While I was shouting at the dog it moved towards a bunch of cedar trees and then stopped. I thought this was strange. If it was a cat why did it not go up the tree?  Now this dog was pretty fearless and stubborn. Just as he was about to pounce on it,  “IT” stood up.  “IT” was about three feet tall, with long willowy arms and a large head. My first thought “IT” was a big white monkey. Then came a sound that I have a hard time describing. It was like a very loud sub-sonic grunt or blast. I don’t think the sound came from “IT”, I felt surrounded by the sound. I could feel it over my entire body. The dog stopped in its tracks, turned, and ran behind me with its tail between its legs. I was so scared; I could not get on my bike. I ran down the road with the dog, pushing the bicycle ahead of me. When I got home, my parents had guests over, so I went to bed. They came into my room to ask me if I was all right. I said yes and tried to go to sleep. I did not tell my parents what had happened till the next day. They said they could tell that something was wrong and with the look on my face that I was not lying. This happened twenty-five years ago but I remember “IT” like it was yesterday.