Do
UFOs
exist?
Juan Moisés de la Serna
Translated by Gastón Jofre Torres
Tektime Editorial
2020
Do UFOs exist?
Written by Juan Moisés de la Serna
Translated by Gastón Jofre Torres
1º edition: June 2020
© Juan Moisés de la Serna, 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 didn´t 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 didn´t 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, it´s true.
they will always affirm it.
But then why others
have never seen them?
if they fly
from one side to the other.
Maybe, it´s not sure
that´s why you have to doubt
If I haven´t seen it, I can´t
believe your reality!
Are there UFOs? I don´t know!
I can´t prove it
For the one who has seen them
it´s 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 don´t know!
if you have seen them flying
I already know the answer.
But if you haven´t
you can also affirm
that it is just a chimera
that´s your reality.
Some yes, others no
Who tells us the truth?
both of them will be right
they might have their reason.
I don´t have your evidence
I didn´t 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 don´t know, you will tell me!
LOVE
Content
CHAPTER I.
CHAPTER II.
CHAPTER III.
CHAPTER IV.
CHAPTER V.
CHAPTER VI
CHAPTER VII
CHAPTER VIII
CHAPTER IX
CHAPTER X
CHAPTER XI
CHAPTER I.
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 didn´t 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 didn´t 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, I´m sure, I did it when I came back to clean the street door as I did every night. It couldn´t 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 don´t 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 don´t 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 I´m 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 didn´t know how long I took, but I didn´t 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.
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It´s been a long time since I came to this house to live. I needed to be alone. Since I finished my studies, I spent my time travelling to know the world. As I said to my family, and even though they didn´t understand, that day when I told them when we finished having dinner, they answered me:
Well, your life is yours, live it as you wish, but dont get in trouble.
Relax! I just want to see something, before I settle down I replied.
Something of what? they asked me. Dont you have enough going on holidays from time to time?
No, thats little time, I have to travel, its like a necessity, I want to know other cultures I told them.
I was determined not to be convinced, it was an idea that had been going through my head and after I thought about it a lot, it was finally time to say it to my family.
But for what? they said, surprised . What do you want to know specifically?
I dont know yet, I just know that I need that, to have time for myself And it was so much firmness that I had to put into words that they didnt insist anymore.
Son added my mother . I know that you are prudent, but remember that there are dangerous countries, do not be confident and always be attentive.
Dont worry! Ill do it, rest easy that I wont get into anything, I only go on my own, you know I dont drink.
Son, be careful with drugs my mother said worriedly.
Mum! Trust me! You know those things dont work with me.
Yes, thats now, who knows who you are going to hang out with, and you know then, to be fair, they do stupid things.
Mom, dont worry! Trust me, youve taught me well, and Im not going to disappoint you.
My two brothers who had remained silent looked at me and both said:
Remember that we are here.
Sure! How can I forget? Surely when you finish your studies you will also decide something like that.
Its great to travel like this because you learn more than you do in books my father said when he heard me.
But my mother who did not agree protested a little hurt:
But abroad? Isnt Spain big enough? he said as few tears escaped from her eyes.
Mum! I said . Dont worry, youll see how nothing happens to me, and before you know Im gone Im already back and I kissed her to reassure her.
After several years of going from one place to another, I returned, yes, that had also always been very clear to me, where I wanted to live, it was next to my people, well, next door, but not mixed.
When I came back, and I said that I would live in this place, they really were not very happy, but they had no choice but to hold on, because it was a decision that I had adopted, as usual after meditating on it, because I never liked taking a decision without giving much thought to the pros and cons.
The house was decorated according to what I like, with nothing left over, those gossip that are usually stored as memories and that only serve to accumulate layers of dust, I only had the necessary things, but those that made me feel good.
Few have visited me, I have always been a loner, that is the truth, I prefer an afternoon out, watching how the sun is gradually hiding, while the wind is hitting my face, than spending time, losing it as I say, with friends, I do have them, although I recognize that they are few, but they know that when they need me, I am there for them, as well as for the family, but if not, we can spend some time without seeing each other, thats the truth.
How many afternoons I have gone out for a walk and it has become dark and sitting on the ground, on the grass, I have fallen back, to contemplate those stars, those luminous dots in the sky, is there anything else magical, wonderful?, I dont think there is a word that can describe it in its fair beauty.
Yes, they are right when they call me loner, but I do not think that anything can compare to that feeling, it is as if something expands inside me and makes me fly to those stars, as if the Earth let me escape and then at I am back again, as if drawn to reality.
Well, I do not know, because on more than one occasion, I have found myself there, when the dawn sun hit me in the face, I had spent the whole night, yes, that is the truth, and where better to stay than in nature?
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The road was lonely, I had been informed that I had to be careful, but determined to get there, I went inside. Ive never been scared, but I still remember how had gotten goosebumps on my skin, as they say.
When I heard that, I stood still for a moment, but I thought, If someone or something wants to do to me whatever it wants, I am an easy target so I started running, intending to go into those trees that I saw in the distance, there I could hide well.
What happened next is difficult for me to explain, it seems that I had misjudged the distance, because the grove seemed to me to be moving away instead of getting closer.
Already exhausted I stopped, I had to rest, I had no breath, I left the backpack on the floor and sat next to him.
It was impossible for me to go a step further, I dont know how long I had been running, I only know that those trees, which at first seemed close to me, were still there, far away, in the same place.
The truth is that they looked good, but as much as I had tried, I had not managed to shorten the distance that I was missing to get to where they were, what had happened? Where was I? Why was everything so dark?