You’ve learned from watching too many sci-fi movies not to mess with alien races you decide to look around your yard for little pieces of space ship or anything really. You realize you don’t even know how the ship got there so you ask around. The first person you decide to ask is your next door neighbor, Mrs. Vigil. Mrs. Vigil wasn’t your ordinary old lady. She was 67, had never been married, very nice, and slightly crazy. She was half mumbling half talking so all you could make out was sky, explosion, boom, plummet, burn, crash, and here. You decided to go with what you had, there was an explosion in the sky that apparently made a boom sound and the ship plummeted and burned until it crashed here in your yard. After everyone had a good look at the ship someone called 911. You expected there to be a few ambulances and a fire truck to be here but instead there were about 6 black SUVs. You remember from a few action movies that black SUVs mean the secret service or FBI or something. Either way you ran and hid behind an ivy covered fence. About 3-4 men in black suits and sunglasses came out of each SUV. They used strange devices to make the ship disappear (teleportation?). Then they fixed the scar in the ground by moving all the displaced dirt back into the hole. Then, they shot a strange blue beam at the ground and suddenly grass grew in about 10 seconds. While this was happening, everyone from the circle was watching them including your family. One of the men called their attention and flashed a strange light at them and talked to them again before leaving with the other “agents”. With dumbfounded looks, they all went to their respective houses. The rest of the day went on like normal, you had lunch, and dinner, and strangely, no one mentioned today’s events. You asked your family that night what they thought about today and they looked at you, confused. You explain everything that happened today. They look at you strangely while you insist that today’s events happened. 2 days later you go to a friend’s house and ask if they heard anything about the ship. They all say no so out of frustration you go around asking everyone you know about it. Of course no one knows what you’re talking about. Word gets out and your parents hear about the incident at your friend’s house. You’re told you need to talk to the school councilor everyday after school until you become mentally stable. Reluctantly you see him. The school councilor is switched for a professional psychiatrist and then a mental hospital.
Congratulations!! Everyone thinks you’re crazy and you’re doomed to a life in a padded cell, you are the only one that knows about the incident, or are you…
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