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‘I saw something when I was fourteen, but I was never sure what it was or how to classify it, but nevertheless here is the story you can have. It was about the year 1984. I was fourteen and my best friend was twelve. I was spending the night at her house, and we were very bored. I noticed the house beside theirs had these very large windows and no curtains. It was one of those old white farmhouses. It was dark outside, and I told her it would be funny to spy on her neighbors. There were two sisters that lived there, and one was also a friend to my friend. With the lights off in our bedroom, we could easily see into the sister’s bedroom. They were in their nightgowns just meandering around the room getting ready for bed I suppose. We thought we were so funny when the smirks got wiped off our face. A bright GLOWING NEON BLUE very tall, very slender female profile appeared and walked right across the room and into the wall. She then disappeared. I said, ‘did you see that?’ Now honestly, I believed at that point in time that somehow, I had imagined it and had my friend said ‘no’. I would have long forgotten this incident, but my friend said, ‘Yes!’ She saw what I saw so I know it was as real as real could be. Also, the girls in the room were never aware of what happened. My friend asked one of the girls at school about it and her reply was, ‘no, you are scaring me’. Also, the being did not know it had been seen as far as I could tell. At fourteen and only knowing Christian beliefs at the time, I believed that God played a trick on us to punish us for spying. To say the least, we never spied again! But I now believe we saw a portal. What was she? Are there any fae who glow blue?’ Why do you think your experience was a fairy experience, as opposed to a ghost or an alien or an angel or some other type of anomalous experience? ‘I don’t know. It could have been something else, but I think they are all sometimes the same thing.’ Fairies are ‘beings from inner space’. ‘I love to read folklore stories, but this incident happened long before I was a regular reader.’