It was three years ago, I still remember it to this day. In 2013 June 20th, it started when I was heading to my new job for my first day at four in the morning. I took the secluded back roads to avoid traffic, it was dark as I drove in my Blazer, not minding how dark it was. I stopped at a stop sign and looked over to my left to see a farm land, a blue light giving them luminance. At first I just shrugged it off and thought it was a pole light, but then a thought occurred, light poles don’t go that high, looking back.
I shrugged it off again and thought it was just a helicopter, then another thought occurred and realized that helicopters don’t have blue light’s, I looked back again and tried to decipher what it was. As I narrowed my eyes, the light had descended at a quick pace to the ground. I gasped deeply but silently as I floored the gas and drove off, fear drove me like I drove my car, but not the point where I didn’t notice an owl on the next stop sign, staring right at me as I drove off. When I got to work I tried to wonder what it was, truly I didn’t tell anyone at the new workplace at all, I didn’t want to make a first bad impression. I thought it was over that night, but I was dead wrong.