We were having a family / friends get-together to celebrate a birthday near Monahans, Texas. During the celebration, two of my nephews and a niece came tearing into the house, screaming at the top of their lungs, saying that a plane crashed in one of the adjacent pastures.

I and my brother and about 3 others walked outside to see what was causing all the ruckus.

There was nothing out of the ordinary except a strange burning odour that smelled like Mesquite wood. We didn’t think anything of it since it was kind of nippy outside, and someone could have been burning some wood in their fireplace. We told them to show us where they saw the plane go down and we walked over to the area.

The first thing we noticed was that all the dogs in the area were going bonkers. They were barking up a storm, like they were all seeing the same thing.

The area we live in is pretty much a rural community, and unless you live in the city of Monahans, many of the houses are set on large plots of land, usually 4-5 acres per house. Although we can see the houses of many of our neighbours and we do have traffic on the road, you do get the feeling of being all to yourself out here.

Some of the land by our house is overrun by wild Mesquite trees. Only a small portion of the land surrounding the house is cultivated and cleared out. Beyond the stand of trees runs a small barbed wire fence that separates us from our neighbours, whom I could see were home from the lights on in the house.

We walked around the edge of the trees, not wanting to really go into the stand at night. Even though it’s almost winter, there could be rattlesnakes seeking shelter in amongst the trees, not to mention that Mesquite trees have some wicked thorns that protrude from them. They are razor sharp and quite capable of punching through a pair of jeans or boots, and they hurt like hell to get out.

As we looked around, we started noticing a sort of electrical charge to the very air around us. Almost like the kind you feel when you approach a large electrical substation or a charged and active radio antenna.

As we made our way around the trees, one of my brothers noticed some light peeking through the trees. I told him it was probably one of the neighbours leaving or coming home. He promptly told me that it couldn’t be headlights because the light seemed too defused and not as concentrated as a car’s headlight.

We moved around and as we cleared the stand of trees, we were shocked to see an oval-shaped object hovering, maybe 4-5 feet off the ground. We stood there in total shock and awe.

I can only imagine that our jaws were probably on the ground. As we stood there watching this object hover without a sound, I took note that the object was maybe about 30-40 feet from front to back – it was maybe the same dimensions around.

The object seemed to be of a highly polished material that reflected the area around it. The reflection of the distant street lights from the surrounding neighbours’ properties seemed to reflect off the surface of the object.

There was also a light, dull glow to the object, barely noticeable unless you were really looking, almost like an aura of sorts, an iridescent blue-like color.

As we stood there in total shock, my brother next to me expressing his disbelief, we saw two strange looking “men” appear from around the object. At first, they didn’t notice us, they were busy running around and gathering objects from the ground, and from the trees.

They looked to be about the size of my oldest nephew, about 4 feet tall, but they looked very skinny, like they had no meat on their bones. Their heads were large and their arms were long, skinny, and hung down around their knees.

About this time, my two nephews came walking up behind us (scaring the hell out of us). They saw the object and the strange “men” and in a voice that only a kid can project, screamed out loud, “WHAT ARE THOSE THINGS?”

That’s when the creatures turned and noticed us. The sight of these creatures was something that will haunt me until the day I die. They turned and looked right at us. Their eyes were large, almost like the eyes of a praying mantis, except they were jet back and wrapped around their heads.

The two creatures looked at us for about 7 seconds, with no movement, before they calmly walked around the craft, one right after the other. They disappeared behind the craft and we never saw them again.

A few seconds later the craft lifted up, without a sound, no rush of wind, not even a swaying of the nearby branches of a tree. It rose quietly and hovered about 40 feet from the ground and shot off like a bat out of hell. As it zoomed away, it started glowing, which made it easier to track as it zoomed away getting higher and higher until it faded away.

We stood there in complete silence as we tried to make heads or tails of what the hell we just saw. My brother finally piped up and said “Should we call the police?” After which, I burst out in laughter and replied to him “And tell them what?”

My nephew looked like he had just seen the devil himself, which considering what we just saw, I couldn’t blame him.

He didn’t want to talk about it, and after we made our way back to the house, he still didn’t talk about. I tried to ask him about it yesterday, and he basically told me that he didn’t want to think about it yet: he was still processing what had happened to him. I was more than happy to leave it at that.

I never really believed in the subject of UFOs or aliens, but after the events of this night, I’m seriously going to re-evaluate that belief. I know that I plan to keep my mind open, and start looking up towards the sky a little bit more from now on.

Thank you.

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