When I was about 10 I was staying at my grandmothers house in Portland. It was pretty warm that day and it was not subsiding, so my grandmother opened up the front door so it would cool off in the house. The door had been open for a little bit while I watched T.V. so I didn’t pay much attention to it until I was getting the urge to look outside. So I turned around in my chair and looked outside, at first I didn’t see anything well, different, then I looked upward and I saw what I thought was a plane (there so frequent). Then after a few seconds I realized, it was just staying right in that one spot. I was so drawn to this object it was bizarre. The object started to move after about 30 seconds of just chilling in one spot, it shot left to right a few time at speeds I had never seen before. Then the object was doing circles and weird jolting patterns, it then stopped dead in the middle, shot back (well got smaller so I assumed it was going back from where I was.), shot down, shot back again, shot up a little ways, stayed there, then shot up and I have never seen anything like it again.((NUFORC Note: Witness indicates that the date of the event is approximate. PD))