Your True Tales
August 2004 – Page 19

The Haunted Rocking Horse
by Seron

I used to live in a very old house in a small neighborhood. It was small and consisted of two floors, the basement and the upper level. Many unexplained things happened to me in this house, and one of the most memorable would be the case of the black rocking horse.

I was about seven or eight years old when this particular event happened. There was an old rocking horse that was kept in the basement from when I was a young child. I didn't use the horse too many times, but it was a lot of fun when I did. When I was bored, I used to go down to the basement to play video games. Every time I went down the stairs and into the basement, I could see the horse in the corner of the basement just sitting there. Sometimes while playing video games down there, I would suddenly hear a slight squeak. Thinking it was just a mouse I would typically ignore this noise.

One night while I was going to bed, my mom came in and gave me my kiss goodnight saying, "Sweet dreams." After she left, turning off the light and shutting the door, I started to drift off to sleep.

I know I hadn't been asleep for too long before I was awakened by a noise. I looked to the door and saw that it was open. I figured my mom had just opened it to check on me and forgotten to close it. I noticed something glowing at the end of my bed. It looked like a pair of red eyes. I immediately froze, thinking movement might be a bad thing at a time like this. After several seconds of staring, it began to take shape. It looked as if it was forming a shape of its own, and not just a shape my eyes were adjusting to in the dark. I began to hear the same squeak I had heard in my basement so many times before as the thing at the end of my bed seemed to move slightly back and forth.

After about a minute, my eyes could completely see the shape. To my surprise it was the horse from the basement. It had red glowing eyes and was completely black – odd since the horse in the basement was a brownish color with black eyes. It began to slightly fog up again as I yelled for my mom to see it quickly. Right when my mother walked in my room, the last of the smoke disappeared. I told her I saw smoke and it was scary. She told me to go to sleep.

The next day, after getting very little sleep. I got out of bed as I did every day, got dressed and had breakfast. I began to get a little bored so I darted down to the basement to play a few video games. This time was different though. This time I noticed the horse wasn't in its usual corner. It was right in front of the TV, seemingly staring into it. I asked everyone in the house if they had moved the horse, but they all said no as they gave me a strange look. I then ran up to my room remembering that the thing I had seen was right at the edge of the end of my bed. As I walked to the end, a chill ran down my neck as I saw imprints on the floor – imprints that the rocking horse in the basement leaves.

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