My First Paranormal Experience

When I was about eight years old I went outside to gaze at the stars, when suddenly I heard some noises that appeared to come from the darkness. As I peered at the moon, I saw what seemed to resemble the shape of a watermelon with dark soft red eyes. Without wait, I attempted to run away, but I was paralyzed. The strange being was talking in a strange dialect, similar to indian languages, but for some reason I was able to comprehend every sound. After about four minutes I was alone, slowly recovering from my paralyzing fear. I quickly pulled out my camera and took a picture from a distance, as the strange creature left, leaving behind a strange sensation of awe.