Bluebell Woods - The Strangest Place I Have Ever Visited

I'm 15 years old and I enjoyed my bike rides over to my home towns nearest woods. My dad told me its called Bluebell Woods. Its a rather dull, dry but cloudy afternoon and myself, Adam and Ben cycle my usual route over to the woods cutting through the farmers field. We all take a break once we get to the top of the woods where a golf course starts to begin. I tell my mates about what our family (more so myself) have been seeing right where we were standing. Long story short I tell them I had seen at least 9 UFOs hanging around this area, Ben believes me as he had seen a UFO yet Adam is not so sure.

On our return and while we were cutting back through the field we stop and observed a large mud pit. Yet its a completely perfect circle and the earth is more of a yellow colour. It has a thick clay texture and my friend Ben decides to take a ride into the centre of the pit thinking its funny and it was. He struggles naturally as it acts like quicksand and his ankles sink deep towards the centre. He panics a little as he realises he needs our help to get out of this pit. We laugh a bit and manage to drag him out, yet he loses a trainer in the process. We all agreed that the atmosphere within the woods and that area of the field was very bizarre and felt really eerie but it would not compare to what we were about to experience. Upon our return from Bluebell Woods and what happened in my bedroom with two of my closet friends will forever be buried like a splinter in my mind.

Our bikes were caked in mud from our bike ride from the woods. We used my parents hose pipe line to remove the worst of the dirt. After a brief clean up I invited my friends Adam and David up to my bedroom to play on my Super Nintendo and chill out. While they made themselves comfortable playing away on my computer console, I decided to play some of my music. Queen were the first band I really loved thanks to my fathers constant playing of them in our weekend car outings with the family. A Kind of Magic was the only album he ever played. (Highlander film soundtrack)

My self recorded ‘Best of Queen’ cassette tape was playing out of my dad’s old boom box while I popped downstairs to grab us all a drink and some crisps. Minutes after my return with our drinks and sitting silently watching Mario jumping around on the TV screen, the music came to a sudden halt.

A distorted old male voice started to mumble and pitch his loud tones of speech into random words and sentences. We all sat still in awe of his voice and both Ben and Adam stop playing Mario as they turned and looked at me with an expression stating clearly to me “What the Hell is that?”
The atmosphere within the bedroom darkened, the air and atmosphere felt evil.

“Gooooaaaalllll Laaaaazzzzzioooooooo” the male voice says.

The words “Grapes” and “Frosties” are the only words we could understand. The voice felt alien and was clearly spoken in a clear deep voice as if trying to communicate with us.
I felt suddenly emotionally drained with the voice and the voice stopped. I walked over to the cassette player with a strong sense of fear taking over me. I pressed the Stop button down.

A nervous smile was blooming on my face. We were all confused big time.

‘OK. What did you record Glenn’ Ben said with a hint of laughter in his words.

I didn’t record this I said.

‘Rewind it and play it again then’ says Adam.

I pressed down the rewind button and we listened to the tape wheeling itself back in for a few seconds. I pressed the stop button and played the tape once again. We stand together a little more closer to the cassette player and listen.

NOTHING. The sound of a blank cassette tape is all that plays. The slight humming sound of the tape going round and round and continues until I stop the tape again. I quickly rewind the tape again and allow it to rewind even further this time. I press play and once again, nothing. Where’s all the Queen music I say. Ben and Adam say nothing. We are all confused.

I take the tape out and inspect it. I then place it back in only this time it’s playing the B side of the tape. To my horror the whole tape is blank. As if suddenly it’s been wiped clean somehow.

This is mental I say. I had both sides of this tape full of Queen songs!

The atmosphere seemed to take a turn for the worst. It was as if we all felt we needed to get out of the room quickly. As if another presence was around us. I felt scared and we all rushed out of my bedroom and quickly paced down my stairs with an emotional state of slight panic running through my veins.

As we all rushed into my kitchen where the exit of the house was at it’s nearest, the male voice of the spoken word ‘Frosties’ from the tape was playing through all our minds as we witnessed the scene in my parents kitchen. THIS IS NOT A JOKE.

The empty remains of a ripped open cereal box of Frosties were scattered all over the kitchen worktops and the floor. As if it had exploded. We all stand there frozen at the sight for a few seconds then suddenly my mother comes in (scaring the life out of me) and sees the state of her kitchen. She screams “What’s all this bloody mess?”

We all sprinted out of the kitchen and jumped onto our bikes. We rode together for a while until we all came to a stand still near the woods again. We tried to explain what had just happened. We couldn’t.

So there you have it. You may think a lot of things. Things like: this guy is crazy. I'm not (I say this in the same tone as Heath Ledgers Joker) ha ha. Or 'I can not believe Freddie Mercury was back from the dead briefly'.

Or you may say that his mum played them big time and ripped up the Frosties box herself, highly doubtful. Or that the tape was on its way out and was damaged. Or, well you tell me. 

I will now add here to the overall story that this Bluebell Woods area where I use to live near too has had UFO history at least with my parents and a friend. Again I won't go into the long story here but simply when my parents were first dating they came across a typical UFO craft sitting in the same field right near the woods one evening. (It had multicoloured lights flying around the middle trim of the cylinder craft) My mum was on the back of my dads motorbike and they got within appox 50ft away from it. If it was not for my mum freaking out my dad would have approached it even more. During my years of 13 to 15 years old I witnessed a lot of strange crafts flying in, out, and sitting still above the woods. The most common craft I used to see was a diamond shaped craft. Like two pyramids strung together almost.

Also another friend of mine called Gavin used to live with his parents right near the field that leads up to the woods. He once told me not too long ago now (after I had explained my experiences within the area) that when he was approx 11 years old, his older sister had locked him out of his room. While he was banging on the door screaming to her to let him in, he felt something looking at him. He turned to witness three typical looking grey aliens standing together looking at him through the house window. He freaked out and went crying to his mum. I spoked to his mum not long after I was told of his alien experience and she recalled that night very clearly as she said she had never seen him so scared and upset before. This window was at the top of the stairs and there's no way someone could be standing at that window unless they had a large ladder.
Well thats the end of explaining some strange stories.

I still eat a bowl of Frosties sometimes by the way.