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One night about 8:00 p.m. on 07/10/1991, I remember the date and time exactly, I was coming out from the garage where our washer and dryer were located with an armful of clothes. As I walked toward the front door from the garage, I heard a strange noise, kind of like something mechanical above me. I looked up and there was this strange light-colored bird flying right over me at about 15 feet. It was big. Something about it was odd - it did not seem real, seemed more like a robot as this mechanical sound was coming from it, like a mechanical bird. I dropped my basket of clothes and kept looking up until it was out of sight. Could not stop thinking about it all night. Gave me a strange feeling. The next day, at about the same time, a police officer came to my door to tell me that my son had died in an accident two hours earlier. |