Northeast NJ, Spring of 1996 experience

The following is a short explanation of what happened to me in the spring of 1996, I was 14. I lived in a rural area near the Delaware River then, in a very old farmhouse. It was late spring, warm enough that I had the window to my bedroom cracked. I woke in the middle of the night sometime, to a strong breeze blowing through the window and when I opened my eyes, I could see light shining in. I got out of bed and walked to the window, and I could see clearly the woods behind the house and the barn. The taller grass in the fields was blowing, and there was a craft of some sort in front of the barn. It was round-ish, with lights of a bright white and blue on it, what looked to be a few feet above the grass as I could see light and shadows. It was quite large, I would guess, judging from the size of the barn, that the “craft” or whatever it was must have been at least 25 feet across. The lights were blinking and glowing in some sort of repeating pattern. I could hear/feel a low hum. I remember watching from my window in disbelief, thinking any moment now, my mother, stepfather, or sister will surely hear the noise/hum, or see the light also. I’m not sure how long I stood at the window, maybe ten minutes, looking. I recall very clearly thinking, “I can’t believe this, this is really real, I have to go wake my sister”. I felt a twinge of fear, and as I stepped away from the window to go to my sisters room(there was a door connecting our bedrooms, as is common in the old farmhouses of our area) it was almost as if I no longer had control of my body, I wanted to go to the door to my sisters room, but instead, I felt “propelled” back to my bed, an incredible wave of sleepiness and calmness overwhelmed me all of a sudden, I dimly recall my thoughts of the craft and telling my sister and how it was important to do that but it was like I could not resist. I just could not overcome the feeling of sudden sleepiness,and before I knew it, I was back in my bed and it was the next morning. I laid there a while, trying to figure it out, “certainly, it must have been a dream!” “How ridiculous!” was what was going through my head. I asked my sister if she had felt/seen/heard anything strange, she had not. I went out to the field right where I had seen the “craft”, nothing unusual that I could see. I am in my thirties now, and I have gone over that night in my mind over and over. I try to convince myself it was a dream, but I have never, ever had a dream like that. It was crystal clear, and I know I saw something, I may not know what it was but it was something. I can still recall that feeling-being wide awake, in awe of what I was seeing at my window. Then wanting to go get someone, and the sudden feeling of sleepiness. I think about that night often. I wonder if anyone else in the area saw anything similar, I must not be the only one.