Worked late shift in town. Got off at approx. 1 a.m., had a twenty minute drive home. At approx. a quarter of a mile from the house, on a dirt/gravel road (we lived in the country on a seven acre farm), there were no street lights and I noticed a glowing light from the right rear window as I traveled south. It pulled up even with my front passenger window over the treetops and kept pace with my car – I was traveling about 25 mph as there are a lot of deer out and I had hit and killed one the year before. It frightened me a little as I didn’t want to be abducted, and my first and only thought was that this was definitely an extra-terrestrial UFO. As I approached my driveway it veered suddenly to the right (southeast), and the trees blocked me from seeing it any further so I thought it had flown off completely. I went into the house where my husband and daughter were sleeping and fixed a sandwich (with my work schedule this was my supper), got ready for bed and slept. A while later I woke up, but nothing specific had wakened me, except that I noticed there was total silence outside. Usually some of the farm animals made noises through the night, or dogs would bark, but this didn’t feel like a normal silence. I was uneasy. I got up and looked out the window. There was only a slight breeze, but it was a little cool outside. My husband was in a deep sleep and I didn’t wake him. I checked on my daughter whose room was across the hall from ours, and she too was sleeping. I went down the hall to the kitchen and didn’t turn the light on as the moonlight shining in was very bright and I could see clearly. We had glass french doors leading to the back deck and two large windows in the kitchen, so I could see very clearly. I got a drink of water and was standing in front of the sink looking out the window and could see the horses in the paddock behind our house and counted them to be sure they were all there and hadn’t gotten in the neighbors pasture with his cows. A movement caught my eye to the right, where I had hung out my grandmothers quilt to freshen it, and standing next to the quilt, with its shoulder pushing a bulge in it, was something I can only describe as a grey alien. It/he was approx. 3 1/2 feet tall. Wearing no clothes, it looked toward the barn and then the horses, then looked directly at me. I remember setting my glass down and staring at it for a few seconds, and I thought (my only experience with e.t.s being from the movie or reading stories of abductions here and there – and not believing them either), look at the clock to see if any time passes cant be accounted for. The clock said 3:07. I turned back and thought, well I’m not going outside with it there, so maybe I’ll try talking to it in my head. I said “hello, my name is %%^&, and if you can hear me or understand what I’m saying, could you please raise your right hand. It blinked and raised its right hand, bent at the elbow, up to its shoulder, palm out. I don’t remember how many fingers it had, but as he put his hand back to his side I noticed how long his arms and fingers were, much longer than ours. His head was larger, not in proportion to his body, and I thought how tiny his neck was to hold up such a big head. His shoulders were thin and his chest not well developed with muscle. He had no nipples that I can remember. His hips were very slender, and his legs as thin as his arms, and his feet seemed to me to be big for his leg size. He had a silvery pale bluish cast to his skin, but the mook could easily have washed or shaded any color, so I can’t say for sure what his coloring was. His eyes were slanted at an upward angle and weren’t exactly almond but more so than round. Pure black, but I got no sense of evil or threat or fear by his being there. No hair covered him anywhere, and it/he had no genitalia that I could see, and was definitely not female looking anywhere either. Somehow I just sensed it was ok with me thinking of it as a “he”, as if it made no difference one way or another to him. I next thought to him, I don’t know why you are here, but I am sad to tell you can’t let you in, I have to protect my family, especially my little girl, and that means if you try to come in or take me or them or do anything like that, you may be able to do it but Ill fight you and either I or you will get hurt. I wish I could come out and talk to you (and I was a little afraid, but I can’t take that chance with my family. (I never thought it odd that he never actually talked back to me with words, it was more communication with emotion from him.) Maybe you could come back in the future and we can talk, but not now. He looked down for a second, and his little mouth moved a tiny bit, and I got the feeling he was sad too, and sad that he probably wouldn’t be back (that this was my one and only opportunity), and he took a step back and was hidden from me by the quilt. I stepped out onto the deck to see if he was still there, then tried to see over the quilt, and couldn’t see anything. I went back into the house, and thought this is so strange, no one is going to believe me. I looked at the clock and the time showed 3:25. Our entire mental conversation had taken what seemed to be about three minutes or less. I couldn’t decide if I was wrong and it had taken longer than I thought, or if there was “missing” time. But I was quite relaxed and went back to bed, and fell into a nice deep sleep. The next morning I remember first thing thinking I need to get some paper and write everything down, but needed to get my daughter up and ready for school. Her dad had already gone in to work. I remember thinking as I drove her in to school to be sure to remember to write it all down. Then after I got home from dropping her off it was no longer in my head that it had happened at all. Just a year ago something jogged my memory and it all came back as sharply as if it had happened the night before, and I haven’t forgotten any of it. Then I started searching online for UFO info, and after everything I’ve been researching, I decided to tell someone. I told my brother and he didn’t say anything except “ok”. (how strange). Then I found the MUFON site and decided to report it. I have had some other strange experiences as well throughout my life, but have no clue what it all means, or who to contact to sort it all out, and this at least I can make a little sense of, so decided it was time to report it. Anyway, that’s what happened, and it still amazes and puzzles me. What did he want, and after reading other encounters, if there was no abduction, why was he there? I never got any feeling of danger or threat from him, and to this day am sad I wasn’t able to go outside and try to learn more about him. He has never come back, but if he did, now Id go outside and try to talk to and learn about him.