Otto, Arkansas, USA; July 4, 1978


Name: DL Douglas

Date of Sighting: 7/4/78

Location of Sighting: Otto, AR Faulkner County

Shape(s) of UFO(s): Round, bright light

Size(s) of UFO(s): ?

Color(s) of UFO(s): white

Number of UFO(s): 1

Distance of UFO(s) in sky: not in sky… directly behind our car

Direction of Travel for UFO(s): following our vehicle north on Hwy. 107

Other Known Object(s) (For possible reference, or contrast): none

Further Description of Sighting: My boyfriend and I had spent the day on the lake (Greers Ferry Lake) with my family. No drinking or drugs AT ALL. He took me back to my parents’ house in north Pulaski county (near the Little Rock AFB), then after it got dark, was taking me home to my apartment in Conway, AR.

Just a couple miles up Hwy 107, what we thought was a motorcycle got right behind his car (AMC Gremlin)and the “headlight” on bright was blinding him. It followed us so closely, and the faster he drove, the closer it seemed to get. Finally, out of anger, he stopped the car on the side of the hwy, right at the top of a hill (Davis Ranch).

He threw the door open and jumped out of the car, ready to fight. Immediately… the “light” shot straight up into the sky until we couldn’t distinguish it from the stars. There was NO SOUND… NO HEAT… NO WIND… just the night sounds of frogs and crickets and bugs in rural Arkansas. I was scared to death and begging him to get back in the car and take me home.

He got back in, started back up Hwy 107, and the light appeared again directly behind us. (I should add that there was no other traffic coming or going down the highway during the time this was happening). He got extremely angry and pulled off the hwy again into the parking area of an old country store on the east side of hwy 107. (It used to be called Carmical’s, I think.) He stepped out again, and I stayed inside the vehicle.

My memories become hazy at this point… I seem to remember watching the light move off away from us across the cow pastures, and we watched as a beam of light lowered slowly, and the “object” seemed to be scanning the pasture. I don’t even remember getting home that night, but I woke in my apartment the next day.

That was the last time Marty and I were together. We broke up, after a misunderstanding… he had a horrible wreck in which he could have died… and we never saw one another again. I did speak with him by phone a couple years later, but neither of us spoke of what happened that night. It has haunted me to this day.

I had friends in the Air Force, and I called and questioned, and was told no one saw or reported anything unusual that night. Marty and I were so in love… engaged to be married… and in just minutes… our lives changed forever. I feel as if part of my memory was “foggy” or erased, or at the very least, I have been brain-washed or “de-programmed” or something.

This was not the first unusual observation of night “lights” that had occurred in my lifetime… but it was the first encounter up close. I am skeptical as to exactly what this object was, and I have never claimed to have been abducted, or believed it to be extra terrestrial. However, whatever “it” was… no known technology existed to my knowledge that would enable an aircraft to behave as that one did.

I have been told it was fireworks. No fireworks could have followed our car for miles around a hilly, curvy highway such as this stretch of road is. Perhaps a remote control “missile” of some type… but again, there was absolutely no sound, heat or wind when it shot straight up into the atmosphere. Thanks for letting me finally get this off my chest.

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