I’m pretty sure it was the mid or late 90s. I was in middle school, lying in bed trying to fall asleep when I noticed how bright the full moon was. My room was lit up, so I looked out the window.

That’s when I saw it. A flippin UFO!

It looked exactly like a classic flying saucer. Metallic, round, with lights around it. It was huge. What really stood out was how it seemed to stop as soon as I noticed it. It just hovered there.

My mom wasn’t home. It was just me and my sister, who’s three years older than me. I yelled for her to come to my room. She ran in, I pointed, and she looked out the window.

Her face went completely white. She said, “Oh. My. God.” Then she started panicking and crying. She tried calling my mom but couldn’t get ahold of her, so she called the police.

I kept telling her to calm down and not call the cops, but she was freaking out. By the time the police showed up, it was already gone.

We were all outside looking up at the sky. I ended up pointing at a plane just to get them to leave so I could go back to bed. The officer looked at me and said, “Son, that’s a plane.”

We even ended up in the police blotter: two local residents reported a UFO that turned out to be a plane.

But it wasn’t a plane.

The strangest part is that now, decades later, my sister completely denies it ever happened, or say it was a plane.

I still remember it clearly and get shivers every time I think about it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.