-This is an actual eye-witness UFO sighting over Rio Rancho, New Mexico. The user who submitted this story chose to remain anonymous due to skepticism over stories like this, and the accusation that follows. I am excited to say that this is my first UFO post. Please be open minded, and enjoy.-
"New Mexico is famous for it's sightings of UFOs, Roswell being the most famous UFO related city in the US. I lived in New Mexico. I've been to Roswell. And believe me, the little green guy is their mascot. The fame placed over Roswell's crash site has gotten so out of hand that it really makes the whole thing feel like a hoax created to sell merchandise and keep the town on the map. Because of things like this, I never really believed in UFOs. I thought that there was always an explanation.
At the time I lived in Rio Rancho, New Mexico; it was a little suburb extension of Albuquerque. Much newer, and a little more high class. I was in 9th grade, just past the age of over active imagination and just under the age of obedience. I had a best friend at the time, Becky, and sometimes her parents would allow her to have sleepovers at my house. We did things most teenage girls did. Gossiped. Took pictures. Looked at hot guys on the internet. Listened to music. It had gotten dark by the time we retreated to my room.
Our house was located on a hill that you wouldn't even notice you were on until you looked outside. My room was on the second floor and situated so that it looked out over the house behind ours, and then over the entire city of Albuquerque. At night it was a pretty sight, and the city lights were like stars on the desert that led up to the Sandia Mountains to the East.
I decided that we should look out our window and admire the moon, the few stars you could see through light pollution, and the lights. I turned off the lights in my own room so that it would reduce the glare on the window and really showcase the brilliance of the view. Both my friend and I put our heads on our hands and leaned into the sill to admire the city.
After a few minutes of this we were starting to get bored and wanted to move onto something else, but then something caught my eye. A lighted object, almost bright enough to be a star, was circling the mountain at breakneck speeds. I shouldered my friend and pointed at the mountain, asking her what it was. She was just as astonished as I was. In a matter of 20 seconds it had circled it three times, easily faster than any plane I had seen, and with astounding coordination and steering capability.
As if that wasn't odd enough, the object broke away from its rotation around the mountain and started to head over the city in our direction. It was still moving fast and passed over the city like it was just driving down the street. It came closer and closer to our location. And then, right near the tree in my neighbors yard, about 100 feet from our window, it came to a stop. It almost seemed like it was shining that bright beam around the residential area. Searching for something. While it shined its light about, it hovered and simply rotated like a frisbee disk. The headlights in the front circled with it, and it continued to circle around until it shined right into our window.
I had shut off my lights so we could see outside, so it was completely dark before it rotated the beam towards our window. The light completely encompassed my room, making the whole space a bright florescent white, almost like a constant camera flash. It blinded me, and I threw my hands up over my eyes. We reacted to the sudden assault of brightness by screaming. First one of us started, then the other followed suit. We were scared. We were only 14, and we weren't really sure what was happening. We did know that it was something we had never seen before.
I don't know what Becky's thoughts were, but my heart was pounding and all I could think was “They can see us. They can see us! Whatever is driving that can see us through the window!” I wasn't expecting anything in particular. But I didn't know what would happen once it saw us. It flashed through my mind that I could live one of those obscure abduction cases that no one believed.
Oddly, after hovering and shining the light into my room for what felt like minutes, but could have only been seconds, it swiveled around a bit until it was facing the city. Even with the light completely out of our eyes, there were still spots in our vision. And it was too dark to make out minute details, but from what we could see it was circular. Like the classic UFO you see on the t-shirts at Roswell and in movies.
Just like before it sped across the city, shrinking in size with distance at incomprehensible speeds. I saw how big it was. It was as big as the house it hovered by, and completely silent. We heard nothing, and there were no vibrations through the window. Because I knew of the size of it, it was even harder to believe how fast it traveled.
Once more it reached the Sandia Mountains, and it went back to that bizarre routine of circling it. This time it only went around twice, and before it came around a third time, it had disappeared completely behind the mountain. And everything was normal again.
I blinked to get the spots and vignette out of my vision, rubbed my eyes a bit, then looked to Becky. We both wore the same astonished looks on our faces. As soon as we became unfrozen from the shock of the incident, we ran down the stairs. My parents were down there, watching the television. I wasn't shocked that they didn't see what was going on, their backs were to the side of the house the UFO hovered at, and all the blinds were drawn to prevent glare on the TV during the daylight hours.
Seeing us, they took it as their opportunity to tell us to calm down for the night. They had heard us screaming and figured we were just playing around like kids do. Practically tripping over each other to tell them what happened, we relayed the story in bits and pieces. My mom looked amused. She said we were making it up. Thought we were playing a prank, or that we imagined things. She also thought that if we did see something, it was from the nearby Airforce Base, and they were testing new aircraft. But what we saw was not an airplane or a helicopter. It flew perfectly silent. It was impossibly fast. And it was a disk. More importantly it was searching for something. If my own mother didn't believe us, there was no point in calling it into the police or something to make an official report. No one thought 14 year old girls were credible witnesses for this sort of thing.
After that night neither of us talked about it again. But the event is still really vivid in my mind, and the thought still frightens me. I don't think of the Roswell incident as a hoax anymore. It is still annoying that the place is crammed with green statues of aliens with big black eyes and bulbous heads. And it is a little silly how much of a tourist attraction it has become. But that day they found the crashed UFO, well, that may not be fake after all."
