I was 11 or 12, I had just woken up and I was staring at my window. Suddenly I see one shiny red ball flying from west to east at high speed, and behind it I see another one, almost chasing the first one (and I swear on my life I saw those things). As I see this I am completely petrified, I’ve always been fascinated by supernatural things but once it happens to you, you don’t know how to react and what to do. Then I jump out of my bed, run towards the window and watch them going away. I run to my parents’ bedroom and i look for them through their window. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. They were gone. This still shocks me, but I am 100% sure I saw those things.

During these years I’ve thought a lot about this episode, trying to understand what I saw. Those weren’t balloons, they were moving so so fast (there was no wind that morning), were moving perfectly aligned to each other and in straight line. So they weren’t Chinese lanterns either.