When I was a little girl I lived in a town named Alleene in the far southwest corner of Arkansas. It is a very small town; blink and you will miss it. I did enjoy growing up there, for the most part.
My grandmother told me a story about when they found their cattle drained of their blood in the pasture. I lived in the same house and looked out at the same pasture growing.
Their have been many documented sightings of UFOs in the area. When I was 13 years old, five of my friends and I were camping one night by my pond. We saw two triangular flying objects with three lights on each corner of each one. The strange objects flew back and forth over us, and even circled around each other. After about 15 minutes, we watched each one shoot over the treeline at the speed of light. The scary part was that they came back and flew off once more.
Between the ages of five and 16, I had seen a frail woman ghost walk into my room. I have seen brown furry balls in various areas of my house (silly sounding, I know), and I had such horrible nightmares about demons and Hell that my grandmother was convinced I was possessed my a demon.
The problems were very traumatic for my mother and me. When I became an adult, I sought professional help to make sure I did not have mental diseases that could have impaired my judgement growing up. I was cleared of everything, even depression. I do not know what happened back there, but I will never go back to that town. As an adult, I have heard many more UFO stories and rumors of a Satanic cult that had been just a few miles from my home. It continues to haunt me.