It was a Saturday evening in late summer, 1974. I was 15. My best friend Neil and I had spent the day fishing Lake Simcoe with his father. We were at his home and decided that he would come spend the night at my place. I called my mother and asked her if Neil could stay over.
She agreed but said, "I want you here by 9:30." I said, "Yes Mom." She said, "You haven't been coming home on time lately. I want you to promise me that you'll be here on time." I loved my mother...she was a sweet woman. I said, "Yes, Mom, I promise."
Neil and I left his place at 9:10 for the 15 minute walk to my place. We lived in the suburbs just outside Toronto. It was dark. As we walked down the main road, we neared the bridge that crossed a small creek. We both heard an electrical-sounding buzzing noise and looked up the creek, to our left.
About a hundred yards up and on the other side of the creek was what looked like a large blacklight, and this was where the sound was coming from. Intrigued, we decided to go investigate. We headed up the grassy area between the backyards and the creek.
We went down the little hill, carefully picked our way across the creek, climbed the far hill, and soon arrived to about 6 feet from the light. It was about 7 or so feet high and perhaps 3 feet wide. As it looked like it might burn us if we got too close to it, we just stood there looking at it.
A loud buzzing noise was coming from up above us. As we stood looking, the color of the light changed from purple to orange, though it looked like the same kind of light. You could see that the light rays shone out about a foot. I was straining my eyes to perceive what I was looking at.
And then I saw it.
Overwhelmed with terror, I turned to my left to run away. As I did, my eyes caught Neil's, as he turned to his right. I could see the fear in his eyes that I felt. We ran through the creek, and back to the street. We stopped and looked back. The light was still in the same place, though it had turned back to purple.
We asked each other, "What did you see?" I wouldn't tell him, as I could hardly believe what I'd seen and wanted independent confirmation. That was why he wouldn't tell me either. We argued a bit and then he relented and told me. He saw a human-like being that was glowing like it was made out of pure light energy, or perhaps fire. It looked us in the eyes. It was exactly what I'd seen.
Then he said that he wanted to go back to it. I thought he was insane and did all I could to talk him out of it, but to no avail. He headed back, and so did I, trying to talk him out of it the whole way. We arrived at the same place we were before, and the light was glowing, with the loud buzzing noise coming from perhaps 20 feet up in the sky and a little in front of us.
And then it just disappeared, along with the noise. I said, "Good, it's gone. Let's get out of here." We left and walked to my place. We came in the side door. My mother came out to the kitchen. I said, "Hi, Mom!" She started yelling at me.
"You promised me that you'd be here by 9:30!" I said, "But Mom, I am!" She stood back so I could see the clock on the wall and said, "What does that say?" I looked at the clock and it was nearly 10:35! I protested a bit more, but she got even angrier, so I stopped and we went downstairs. We couldn't figure out why it was so late.
Late one night, about 2 1/2 years later, I was walking home after an evening of playing euchre at a friend's. I saw the being again, this time it was on the far side of the schoolyard that my parents' backyard joined. This time I stayed far from it and ran home, terrified. I've never seen this being again.
It was only years later that I heard about alien abductions. I now think that this may have been a fallen angel. Neither my friend nor I have any memory of the missing hour.