An encounter of a certain kind – Spin the Yarn Challenge.

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I was never one who believed in conspiracy theories or ghosts or other fantastical things. My mother always used to say “He’s got his head screwed on right, no flights of fancy from him”.

I never believed in those tales about Aliens coming to earth and living amongst us. I remember watching a documentary about how an Alien race had come to earth and taught three separate civilizations the same amazing innovations of farming, irrigation and monument building, namely the Mayans, the Han and the Egyptians. The programme was quite convincing, stating that how could three civilizations separated by thousands of miles, each develop similar methods of agriculture and tool use? The step pyramids in Meso America compared with early Pyramids from Egypt. Convincing, yet I failed to believe.

My scepticism came to an abrupt end last weekend. The almost full moon had shone brightly in the garden as I went out to my chicken run to make sure my girls were OK.

I have a habit of checking on them before I go to bed. I’m sure the neighbours think I’m absolutely mad when they hear me saying “Good night girls, sleep tight” to my hens.

This time, as I glanced up at the moon, I saw something shoot across the sky. I blinked, thinking it might have been an aeroplane. I caught a glimpse of it again. It was a circular shape with flashing lights that passed across the sky then suddenly stopped and hovered overhead. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Was it some trickery caused by a cloud? I ran inside to get my digital camera but before I got to the end of the path a bright light surrounded me and seem to trap me in its beam. I have very little memory of what happened next. I’m sure I was probed with a surgical implement or two and recall a bulbous-headed figure with huge red eyes staring at me as I lay on a bench. It is all rather hazy until I woke up, lying in my chicken run, with one of my hens sitting next to me, pecking gently at the collar of my pyjama top.

I know we are not alone in the universe now, somewhere out there is an alien with my DNA in a test tube.

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“How Credible or Creative do you find my tale – please score me out of 10.”

This story was written for Rory, A Guy Called Bloke’s Spin the Yarn Challenge:

Spin The Yarn – Say What?? Get Outa Here!

 

I have also included the following word prompts:

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/04/19/rdp-friday-tool/

FOWC with Fandango — Trickery

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/04/19/your-daily-word-prompt-implement-april-19-2019/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/19/moon/