Sphere over -

The report, as filed

1. Story, One: The conjoined, entities. When my family, and me, lived in Fallon, Nevada. My third, eldest, sister, went to sleep on the Living-room couch, with our father. At night, while, everyone was a sleep. She woke up, to a large, bright orb, that came out of the crack between the wall, and the fake, Fireplace. The orb, then formed into three, conjoined, shadowed beings, in the dark kitchen. All three, of the entities, had red, glowing eyes.' The entities, then watched her fall back to sleep. 2. Story, Two: The doll, filled shed. The supernatural, did not stop in Fallon, Nevada. The entities, followed my family, and me, to many different houses.' One of the houses' the entities had followed us too, was my grandmother's, home in Yerington, Nevada. My grandmother, made dolls' so, her shed was filled with dolls.' While, my third, eldest, sister, played in the shed. She had seen the dolls' arm move. 3. Introduction My family, and me, then moved to the state of Washington. That is when I began to become aware of the supernatural activities, and belongings,' would be moved, or vanish. The cabinets,' and the drawers' would open, and close by an un-explainable force, and items' would me pushed off the counters' by an un-explainable force. 4. Story, Three: The Intruder. Our parents,' left my siblings,' and me, home alone. Before they left, the doors' had been locked, for our safety. While, our parents,' were gone. My siblings,' and me, stayed in the first-story room. Suddenly, the front, and the back door, slammed open, on sync. Then someone, entered through the back-door. It sounded like the intruder, wear Flip-flop shoes, and held keys' that clacked, as they ran through the Kitchen, Living-room then up the stairs.' My siblings,' and me, became concerned, for our safety. My first eldest sister, looked out of the back, and the front door, and saw nobody. Then my siblings,' and me, went to look up the stairs.' We looked through the Closets,' Bed-rooms,' and the Bath-room. It was unexplainable, when we did not find the intruder. 5. Story, Four: The Christmas, cookies. On Christmas Eve, my third, eldest, sister, set cookies on the Kitchen table, for Santa. On Christmas, some of the cookies, and half a cookie had been eaten. My two, eldest, siblings,' were in Foster-care, at the time, so it ruled them out of this story, and no-body else, claimed to be the culprit, for the eaten cookies. Could it have been an entity, that ate the cookies? 6. Story, Five: The Cat, cut-out. Early, one morning, I sat on the floor, by the foot of my parents' bed. I watched my mother sleep for a moment because, I wanted to wake her up. It felt wrong for me to wake her up from her sleep, so I instead, cut out the shape of a Domestic, House, Cat out of a Seven-Up soda, wrapper. Once, I placed the cut-out on the floor. The cut-out, began to slide. I called, for my youngest, sister, to come in the room, so she could see the cut-out slide, for her-self. She refused to join me, so I was left to see the phenomenon my-self. The cut-out, then slid under the Rocking-Chair, that was near me. 7. Story, Six: The blood, red eyes. One night, I slept with my parents.' because, I was afraid of the dark. I woke up, to the sound of someone moving the cents,' and other belongings' that had been in the Dresser, Drawer that was beside the bed. Once, the sound stopped, and continued again. I turned my head around to see who it was, that created the noise. I expected, to see someone standing by the Dresser, Drawer. I instead, made eye contact with an entity, that was silhouette-less in the dark, closet, and the entity, did not blink, or move, and the entity, was eye level to me, and had humanoid shaped eyes, that completely glowed a bright, blood, red color. Soon after, our eye contact, I quickly, turned around. As, I turned around, my body became stiff because, I was afraid of the entity. I managed to turn completely around regardless, of my newly formed stiff body. Once, I was turned around, I looked over the shoulder of my father, who slept beside me. I wanted to jump over him, so that I was barricaded from being the nearest to the closet. During the time I looked over him. I felt my time run out, to make the decision of jumping over him, that felt like a risk. I instead, laid my head to rest on the pillow. I pressed half my face, as hard as I could into the pillow. I felt grateful, for my hair, that fell infront of my face, that partially hid me, and I closed my eyes,' as tight as I could as if, I dared my-self not to look at my surrounding, again. As I laid there, my heart was beating fast because, I was afraid of the entity, and I felt exposed, watched. Aswell as if, someone hovered over me. I was also, a little curious, to see if the entity, moved, or left me alone. I eventually, fell a sleep after, I laid there, for awhile. After, that night, I never again woke up to the entity. I also, had dreams' about the entity. The entity, watched me from the vents,' and for a few occasions, I woke up to cents,' attached to my face. May-be, the cents' were left, for me by the entity? 8. Story, Seven: The shadowed, man. One night, while, my father was gone. My third, eldest, sister, went to sleep with our mother. At night, she woke up to a shadowed, silhouette of a man, that stood at the foot of the bed. The man, was about, a couple inches shorter than the ceiling, with shoulders about the width of the door-way, and he was nearly transparent with red glowing eye's. My sister, then tried to wake up our mother. Once, she failed to wake her up. She hid under the blanket, until she fell a sleep. 9. Story, Eight: The entity, that wanted to fight. One night, while my father, was trying to sleep. He heard someone quickly, rush into the room. He then, felt someone grab him by his leg, just above his ankle. Then the entity, pulled him half-way down his bed, with such a force, that the top, left corner of the bed was pulled from the wall, toward the door. My father, then got up to fight, who-ever pulled him on the bed. Suddenly, a dark mass, taller than he was materialized in-front of him. In a matter of seconds,' the mass shrunk to his height. My father, then got his hands,' and arms' ready, into a punching position. He was barely, able to see the mass's arms' mimic his action. Then suddenly, the mass, vanished in thin air. My father, that was stressed, called out to my mother, that was in the Bath-room. Once, she walked into the room, she believed him. Because, the bed was pulled from the wall. My father, then went to sleep, and my father, woke up, and fell a sleep, to the red glowing eye's/s,' that appeared into the room, and watched him. 10. Story, Nine: The red glowing eye's, in the Bath-room. My third, eldest, sister, and me, me talked in the dim lit room. While, we were talking. She noticed, red glowing eye's, that watched us from the Bath-room. When, my sister, mentioned to me, about the eye's. I quickly, turned toward the eye's, but the eye's, had already vanished. 11. Story, Ten: My red, eye's. One morning, I tried to wake up my mother, so she could sign my School paper. When, she woke up, she shouted, in a stressed voice, "Red, eyes,' red, eyes!" As, she pointed at me. Her reaction toward me, made me cry. My father, and my third, eldest, sister, tried to calm me down. My mom, then apologized, to me once, she realized her reaction was wrong. 12. Story, Eleven: The sound, of heavy walking. One night, while, our parents,' were gone. My two, siblings,' and me, stayed in the first-story, room. Suddenly, we began to hear the sound, of heavy walking, from the second story floor. The entity, walked through the two, Bed-rooms,' and the Bath-room. The floor, even squeaked, due to their weight. The entity, then proceeded to walk down the stairs,' and walked half-way through the Living-room before, they walked back up the stairs.' Only, to repeat the process, again. My siblings,' and me became scared, and we tried to

Held as-reported from National UFO Reporting Center (record NUFORC #171885). Witness text is preserved verbatim, including its spelling; nothing is edited beyond formatting.