It was a warm summer night in July 1996 when, at just five years old, I experienced something that would remain etched in my memory forever. Around one-thirty in the morning, my bedroom window, open to the backyard, suddenly became the source of an otherworldly phenomenon. Awakened abruptly by a loud humming, I noticed a faint blue light creeping through the window. Within minutes, this glow intensified until it bathed my entire room in an ethereal blue aura, so vivid it consumed my entire field of vision.
Strangely, as the mysterious light filled the space, I found myself unable to move, frozen not by fear, but as if compelled by some unseen force. Then, a presence made itself known. At first terrifying, a wave of calm washed over me, as if this visitor meant no harm but carried an inexplicable benevolence. Moments later, with a sudden flash of white light, the buzzing ceased, and the blue radiance vanished as swiftly as it had appeared.
When I regained my senses, I rushed to the window; the backyard was unnervingly still — trees stood motionless, grass unmoved by any breeze, and the pool lay perfectly calm. That strange night, filled with light and sound beyond the ordinary, left an indelible mark on my young mind. To this day, the blue light has never returned, yet its memory beckons me to wonder about the mysteries that lie just beyond what we can see.