From Zimbabwe:
At between 1.00 and 1.30 on March 6, 1996 he woke up, and because he knew it would be quiet at that hour, he decided to do some studying for his exams. Whilst thus engaged, he heard a clicking sound, not unlike a telephone dialling except there are no telephones in this area. It continued for some minutes, so L decided to check what it could be. He opened the front door and looked outside. He could hear the sound coming from up the road and when he glanced in that direction, he witnessed something very strange. He quickly went outside and hid behind a hedge to get a better view. He was able to observe a small figure, about 1 metre high, with a head like a rugby-ball, dressed all in white overalls. On its back the creature had a small satchel, attached to which was an aerial with a flashing red light. L was terrified. He told me he was “asphyxiated with fear,” and ran back into the house, jumped into bed and covered himself with his blankets. He slept fitfully for the rest of the night.
At 6.00 the next morning he went to look where the creature had walked and found several footprints which he could not identify and which he attributed to the creature. When he arrived at school he told his friends about seeing a ghost in the night, but one of his friends suggested that it was a UFO. L is now under the impression that the creature is called a UFO.
Opposite L’s house is a teaching centre guarded at night by a security firm. My enquiries led me to one of their guards, a woman who had been on duty at the centre when she saw what she called a ghost. She was so disturbed by this event that she found herself another job elsewhere. K told me that she had heard clicking sounds and been frightened, had hidden behind a wall and seen a figure in white. It passed her twice, and the second time the figure had been covered in “rainbow colours”.
From the USA:
From Sweden:
On Saturday 23 March 1974, I left a local election celebration and decided to walk home, about 5 km away. I had had a few glasses but was still sober. It was a starry, moonlit night and I decided to take a short-cut that led over a hill. As I was climbing, a bright light came from behind, which I thought was a fast car. I moved off the road onto the grass verge and then I realized it was not a car. The light passed right over me, almost touching my head, very quick! Then I found myself immediately outside my home in L–, ringing the doorbell frantically. When my wife opened the door, she saw that I had a wound in my forehead and my cheek was burnt.
The next day I telephoned the National Defence and was interviewed in detail by two investigators. They told me there were other witnesses: a woman cyclist reported seeing a light at the same time I did and a couple driving nearby saw what they thought was a new water-tower with extremely bright lights shining out of its windows – later they realized there was no water-tower at that spot. I still have a scar on my face to this day. Whenever I touch it I feel a tingling sensation and I experience a wonderful feeling of one-ness, of unity with the earth itself.