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from view. As it took off I saw a flash of light. I don’t if it was produced by
this flying saucer or by the reflection on its dome. The planes then left in
opposite direction. I thought they’d go after it but they didn’t. All this
happened in a matter of seconds, probably less time than it took you to read
this part.
Everything was now quiet and looked as if I was dreaming. Like a zombie I
went back to my car. I started up the motor and headed in the direction it
was pointing. I had no idea where I was. I was driving on an open field,
slowly, and immersed in my thoughts. When I woke up in my car and was
crying I had no recollection of what had transpired that morning, but when
I saw the planes and the other silent object, I remembered the encounter.
However, I could only remember when one of the little men opened my car
door and the fear I felt. What took place after that was as if it never
happened. First a moment filled with terror caused by those beings, and
then its daytime and I’m in my car somewhere else.
I stopped thinking about all this and just hurried home. Finally I came upon
a woman watering her garden. Still dazed I asked her the way to Cabo Rojo
thinking that if I could get there I could figure out my way home. She told
me that we were in one of its neighborhood called Las Palmas and she then
told me how to get to the 301 road that would that me into town. I’d never
felt so lost in my life. Following her instructions I got to the 301 road.
When I got there I turned and headed to the beach El Combate. I stopped
and asked again. They told me that Cabo Rojo was in the opposite
direction, so I turned and headed that way. I drove still not knowing where
I was going, just hoping I could get home and get some sleep. When I got
to a certain intersection I recognized it. It was the end of the 301 road. Here
started road 103 which I knew would lead to Mamá’s house. I knew this
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