Anyone still around?

Wow...it looks as though this forum has kinda died. I hope not!!!

Hopping that SOMEONE will believe me. I have been called a quack and a retard by whoever I tell this too. It happened last July 11. I will never forget that night.

I was putting all my equipment back in he ol' barn out back like every other night. That night in particular was strange as my brand new 5525 John Deer Hi-Crop was giving me fits. Just bought it a month ago, but it kept stalling. So anyhow I go back to the barn and put everything away when I can see through the cracks of wood a bright light shown thru. I opened the large door only to be totatly caught up in this light. I could not see a thing. Not a damn thing.

Then I heard the footsteps coming towards me. I started to back up and then heard a sound that must've come from one of them that sounded like rocks sliding against each other. At that moment I was lifted off my feet. Just inches off the ground. I could move my legs but since they weren't hitting the ground I couldn't go anywhere! I was never so scared in my life.

Just as they was on top of me, I heard the sheriffs siren coming down he road. In a flash they were gone. The sheriff pulled into the back of the house and asked what the hell I was doing lighting up the whole sky like that. He didn't eve come close to believing me when I told him what happened. I asked him then what I could do to light it up like that and he just gave me a dirty look and tore off.

Every night I go out fully expecting them to come back. What the heck would they have done to me had those sirens not scared them off? I shudder to think.

Anyone have a suggestion on how to overcome something like this?
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