it was a warm pre summer night in beautiful santa Barbara California. my father and I were talking about my future of how i wanted to become a pilot in the National Guard. As we were talking i decided to look up at the stars and noticed something odd. At exactly 9:33 pm i saw what seemed like a triangle of lights flying smoothly through the sky. it was arranged in a perfect series of seven lights forming a triangle and the lights were not blinking like normal planes or jets. they were just at a constant rest point. i have never seen that in my life. at this point i thought it was a stealth jet, but it looked way to big. i told my father to look, i begged him but he didnt see it. I can only wonder what this strange flying object was.
Alex Fowler
The Mysterious Visitor
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