We are short on stories and submissions at the moment. So, if you have had a paranormal experience – do please tell us!
Anyway, this one happened to me many years ago. We were camping in the English Lake District – amazing lace if you have never been. We were with family friends and we had all walked down to the local pub maybe a mile or so from the campsite for a pub dinner and a few drinks. I would be a teenager at the time so no beer. It was dark when we set off up the country road huddled together around the single flashlight that we had as a group.
As we walked somewhere around the halfway point. We all heard the faint galloping noise of a horse. It got louder and louder and we stopped confused in the darkness as to where this was coming from. This wasn’t a horse in a field you understand. This was a horse going full tilt. You could hear the rythmic pattern of hooves on turf and the loud breathing of the steed. All we saw was a shadow in the field nearby go shooting past. a rider on horseback at 11:30pm in the middle of nowhere…..
I recall every hair on my body standing on end.
As fast as it arrived. It was gone. It had to be a ghostly rider. I mean, who in their right mind would ride a horse in the pitch black of night at full speed across the fields of the Lake District?
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