The Spaceship

When I looked out our small kitchen window, I had to rub my eyes several times to convince myself that what I was seeing was real. There, in our backyard was a huge, gray, oval craft hovering about 30 feet above the ground. There were no lights, no little gray men with big eyes.
Nonetheless, the craft hovered, disappeared, then reappeared again.

I started yelling for my mother to come out of the bathroom so I could show her something.