This was in South-Eastern Kentucky back most likely in the 1930s. People in the hills of Kentucky didn’t have modern conveniences like the rest of the nation had as there weren’t many roads for cars so everybody mainly walked or rode horses to get where they were going. This is how he told it:-
When he was younger he would tie one on and ride home on his horse. The horse knew the way. One dark night the horse was plodding along and he could see something sitting on the stump of a tree that had been cut down. As he got closer the horse started slowing down. It was a small black thing sitting on the stump. He tried to get the horse to go faster but it wouldn’t. He didn’t want to look at it so he turned his head. The horse went slower and slower. Just as he passed the black thing it jumped on the back of the horse. He slowly turned his head to look at what jumped on the horse. It was a little black thing with big white eyes. He screamed, I believe. The black thing jumped off the horse in the middle of the road and disappeared in a puff of smoke. The horse then sped up down the road.
I also remember him saying the horse was throwing a fit and squealing when the thing jumped on its back.
Submitted by Ben T.
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