Post #192647 by Sabu The Coconut Boy on Fri, Oct 14, 2005 11:28 AM

Good story, Satan's Sin.

I sell UFO and paranormal books on eBay all the time because the old ones bring good money and frankly, they hold no interest for me. I'd rather pass them on than keep one and try reading it. However, I do have an interesting story of my own:

I was in my late twenties. A group of friends from various churches, including myself, had just finished building a water tank for a school in the mountains of Bolivia. I enjoy doing occasional missionary work and though I do believe in angels and demons and the whole spiritual realm, I was noncomittal on UFOs. I had no first-hand experience of one.

We were on our way to the Amazon jungles of Brazil for some much anticipated R&R after the work trip in Bolivia, but first we needed to catch a connecting flight in Buenas Aires, Argentina. I was sitting across from a friend in his thirties, next to the windows, in that row of seats that face each other on some planes, just behind first-class. My friend's wife was sleeping next to him, as were all the other members of the group. My friend and I were the only ones awake in our row, as it was late at night, near 1:00am or so. We weren't tired for some reason and instead, were up talking, swapping stories of travel and countries we had visited.

The plane had begun its descent into Buenas Aires, which we could see was covered by a layer of clouds, which we could see very dimly below us. Our window seats were near the left wing of the aircraft, and much like Satan Sin's story, we both happened to look out at the wing at the same time. We of course both noticed something immediately that alarmed us greatly.

A small jet or private plane seemed to be descending right along with us at a dangerously close distance off the wing, maybe only a hundred feet away from us. We couldn't actually see the body of the plane itself, because it was so dark, but we could see it's three lights which we assumed corresponded to the wing and tail lights of a small plane. It was keeping perfect pace with our much larger jet and was holding a fixed position right off our wing. We could see our own light at the tip of our wing and knew these other lights were not part of our plane.

"Should we wake the others?" I asked. We discussed a bit and decided that waking the others would only cause undue panic. Obviously the pilot and co-pilots must be aware of this plane in near-collision with us and were doing everything they could. They had not announced it on the p.a. system, and so we should not announce it either. The fasten seatbelt sign was on, because we were descending, so we didn't think it wise to walk up to the cockpit and say, "Hey pilot, did you know you've got a small plane right off your left wing", so we stayed buckled into our seats with our faces glued to our windows.

Then the really unnerving thing happened. Just as we began to descend into the first wispy tendrils of cloud-layer above Buenas Aires, the lights of the aircraft off our wing slowly "rotated" 180 degrees, while still descending at the same angle and speed. Then the whole vehicle shot off towards the horizon at a fantastic speed, eventually disappearing from view. Then we were into the thick of the clouds and couldn't see anything anymore. My friend and I were whispering to each other excitedly; "Did you see that!" and "What in God's name do you think that was anyway?". But still, we decided not to wake the others. Soon we passed through the could layer and saw the lights of Buenas Aires below us. We landed without any other incident, and never did get a chance to talk to the pilots.

Both my friend and I kept completely mum about the incident for the rest of the trip. Knowing how fond the whole group was of practical jokes and humor, we knew that no one would believe us anyway. We kept it between the two of us.

Sabu