Serna - Do UFOs exist?

Do

UFOs

exist?

Juan Moiss de la Serna

Translated by Gastn Jofre Torres

Tektime Editorial

2020

Do UFOs exist?

Written by Juan Moiss de la Serna

Translated by Gastn Jofre Torres

1 edition: June 2020

Juan Moiss de la Serna, 2020

Tektime Editions, 2020

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Foreword

The night was dark. Suddenly, a great glow came through the window and such clarity flooded the room that woke me up. Amazed, I looked everywhere. What was going on? I rubbed my eyes and I really didnt know if I was still asleep and that was a dream.

I sat up in bed. I had to see what was happening because I did not understand what had happened. Trying to wake up a bit, I put my feet on the floor and the coldness of the tiles ended up waking me up. I saw that I was in my bedroom and was still at night. Through the window, nothing could be seen, only darkness, not a single star in the sky could be seen. But in my head, still dazed, I remembered what had woken me up. Although I didnt know what it had been, a feeling came to my mind, something like a great light, or a glow, maybe it would be a flash light.

To my parents

Do UFOs exist? Have they existed?

Or are they just a chimera?

maybe they are real

your doubt is not the first one.

Some people say they have seen

and they want to show it

something that flies, different

and they will not forget it.

Because if they are sure

they will not change their opinion

they saw it, its true.

they will always affirm it.

But then why others

have never seen them?

if they fly

from one side to the other.

Maybe, its not sure

thats why you have to doubt

If I havent seen it, I cant

believe your reality!

Are there UFOs? I dont know!

I cant prove it

For the one who has seen them

its easy to affirm.

Everywhere it is said

that UFOs can be seen

but the truth

is that few people see them today.

Is it sure there are?

you say it, I dont know!

if you have seen them flying

I already know the answer.

But if you havent

you can also affirm

that it is just a chimera

thats your reality.

Some yes, others no

Who tells us the truth?

both of them will be right

they might have their reason.

I dont have your evidence

I didnt see them, you know

if that was a UFO

only you will affirm it.

This takes a long time

Are they hoaxes or reality?

Do they exist? Have they existed?

I dont know, you will tell me!

LOVE

Content

The night was dark. Suddenly, a great glow came through the window and such clarity flooded the room that woke me up. Amazed, I looked everywhere. What was going on? I rubbed my eyes and I really didnt know if I was still asleep and that was a dream.

I sat up in bed. I had to see what was happening because I did not understand what had happened. Trying to wake up a bit, I put my feet on the floor and the coldness of the tiles ended up waking me up. I saw that I was in my bedroom and was still at night. Through the window, nothing could be seen, only darkness, not a single star in the sky could be seen. But in my head, still dazed, I remembered what had woken me up. Although I didnt know what it had been, a feeling came to my mind, something like a great light, or a glow, maybe it would be a flash light.

At that moment, I thought that it could be a dream that I had and that made me wake up for some reason. I left the bedroom and I went to the kitchen. I would drink hot milk to warm my body. I remembered what my mother always told me when I was a kid There is nothing like milk to make the body react.

When I stood up, the coldness of the ground ended up waking me up. A chill ran through my whole body leaving me a bad sensation, as if a gust of icy wind had passed next to me, like the one that you feel in winter. And the truth is that it was very strange because everything was closed inside the house and there was no electricity. How could that have happened to me?

I walked through the hall while I was thinking about it. Suddenly, I noticed something. Under the door of the living room, light came out. How strange that I had left it on! I remember that before going to bed I had turned it off. Yes, Im sure, I did it when I came back to clean the street door as I did every night. It couldnt be. You have to see what strange things were happening to me tonight! Well, I would go to turn it off and then I would go to the kitchen to do what I was going to do.

I opened the door. Incredible! I was stuck there where I was with the doorknow in my hand. What was happening?

For a moment, I thought that I was still asleep and that all this would be a dream. That was more credible than seeing what was happening. The intense light did not come from the living room, it was not the lamp, nor anything from inside. It entered through the window. But, how?

Outside there was only the garden and there was not any light bulb, or anything like that, that could give light and also there was not any lamp that gave light in such an intense way as the one I was looking at right now coming in there.

After I dont know how much time, it would surely be a few moments but they were eternal, in which I was motionless trying to give myself a logical explanation about what could be happening. I carefully released the doorknob and I dared, still undecided, to take some steps and go to the window to be able to see what was happening.

I reached out my trembling hand. I had the intention of drawing the curtains and look at what was happening outside. I could not understand why it trembled in that way but the truth is that it was so. What was that fear that I had in my body coming from? I was inside my house, with everything closed. What could happen to me? Nothing for sure but even though I thought that, I also said to myself If the garden is a closed place and nobody could put anything there without me noticing it, so where does that light come from? And what will they be doing it with in order to have so much intensity?

I dont ever remember having seen anything like it. It is as if the headlights of a car were focused on the window. What a stupid thing Im saying! How could someone have entered a car in my garden? And why? Which would the objective be?

I finished arriving next to the window. I had crossed the room so carefully that I didnt know how long I took, but I didnt dare to separate the curtain so that I could see well what was happening outside. Suddenly, I heard a noise and I remained nailed to the ground. It seemed that I had heard him behind my back. That was not possible. In the house, there was nobody else but me. What would it have been then what I had heard?

Perhaps it would be a joke of my imagination, product of the fear that I had in those moments. Maybe, what was happening to me was the result of bad digestion. What had I had for dinner? I had to remember, yes. Because all this could not be real. Of course it was that, only a reaction of something that I had eaten and that had made me feel sick.