Experience with Intelligent Ball Lightning

Deborah recalls a bizarre experience with ball lightning in which it seemed to understand and obey her father

I was reading a few articles about ball lightning so thought I would share mine. Over my life time, I have had quite a few paranormal experiences with ghosts and displaced time, premonitions and the such. I believe ball lightning is not just another form of regular run-of-the-mill lightning and here is why.

In the years 1957 to 1960, my father, career Navy, was stationed at the Pentagon in Washington, D.C. At the time, we lived off base as my father never wanted to live on base; he felt trapped there, and that is a story for another time. We lived in an old clapboard house in Falls Church, Virginia. There were a lot of storms, I recall, and most had lightning with the rain and wind. In the summer, my father would leave the front and back doors open; they had metal screen doors to keep the bugs out.

On this particular night, there was a tremendous storm going on. At least to me it was -- I believe I was five or six years old at the time. I was playing on the floor in front of my father's recliner. He had a light on next to the chair. My mother was sitting in another chair to his right. The TV was not on.

The storm was starting to abate when through the screen door came a ball of white sparkling light about the size of a soccer ball.

It came right up to me and just bounced in the air in front of my face. I was so scared I ran behind my father's chair -- and it tried to follow me!

The strange part was my father was just laughing at me and telling me not to worry, that it just wanted to be my friend. I refused to come out from behind my father's chair.

My mother got angry at my father and told him to quit teasing me and send it away. Which is what my father did. He told it to go away as I did not understand.

The ball of lightning bounced in front of him for a minute, then left. It went to the right of my father, past my mother, into the kitchen and out the back screen door. I know because I followed it. That was the only one I remember.

My father was, at that time, working on some secret computer stuff. Yes, the military had computers starting in as early as the late 1940s. He never would explain why he acted as though he knew the ball lightning, like it knew what he was saying.

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