One Craft Separates Into Many
I am a Special Education teacher with 2 Masters degrees.This incident took place in 1962 or 1963, I was 5 or 6 years old at the time.
My older brother and I were playing outside at the railroad tracks behind my Grandmother's house in the country.
I remember it being very warm, and sunny that day.
I don't recall who saw them first, but we stood there and watched in wonder.
I was watching Unexplained Mysteries, Destination Earth today, and found out what we saw were rare, and called cluster UFOs.
At first it looked like one large craft with separate, circular, bright red lights.
It made no sound.
They seemed to be following the railroad tracks at a slow speed, it then stopped, and hovered for a time.
Then, to our amazement, it broke apart, and all but approximately 6 craft sped off at high speed, each of those that sped off didn't travel far because we could see them.
All once they stopped, while the main group remained hovering in it's original spot.
The craft that sped off, and stopped abruptly, also hovered for a short period of time, and then sped just a quickly, all in unison, back to the main group.
This dance continued for a couple more times, and then began to move together at a slow speed, getting closer to us.
I don't know how my Grandmother became aware of what we were watching, but she began yelling for us in a panicked voice to come into the house immediately.
I don't recall how long she yelled for us, but we were mesmerized, and didn't move.
The next thing I remember, my Grandmother came running for us, grabbed us, and ran panicked back into the house.
She locked the doors, and then called my Aunt who lived ⅛ of a mile away, as well as an Uncle who lived the same distance away.
All had children, and to listen to my Grandmother talking on the phone, it was obvious that everyone also saw what we were watching.
We were not frightened in any way, but the adults were very frightened.
I have no idea how long they stayed, how long they performed their dance, or where they went from there.
I have always told this story when the subject comes up.
I relive the story quite often, as it seemed as thought it happened yesterday.