Face To Face With The Man On The Black Horse
It was a quiet, chilly night in Mexico and we were at my grandparent’s house for a family cookout. My dad and uncles were drinking a couple of beers in the backyard, and I was sitting next to them not saying a word because I used to be the shy kid who was always quiet no matter where I was and with who.
Anyways, my dad looked at me and told me to bring him another beer from the kitchen fridge. I got up from the chair and went inside the house where I told my mom that my dad wanted another beer, so she took me to the fridge and gave me a bottle of beer.
I walked towards the side door which was a faster way to get to the backyard. I opened the door and closed it as I was stepping out, but as soon as I closed the door, I had an urgent feeling to turn to the street which was to my right. So I did, but an image of what I saw that night will forever stay in my mind. There was a black horse facing forward, standing still and on top of it was a man in a black coat with a black cowboy hat. He was staring directly at me, but he was not moving or saying anything, and I could not see his face because it was all black as if it was being covered by something.
I got so scared that I sprinted to the backyard and told my dad what I had seen, but he thought it was just my mind playing tricks on me since it was at night and the street where I had seen the horseman was dark with little light coming from the light posts. I was about 5 or 6 years old at the time, and now I am 20 years of age still trying to figure out what I had seen and who was the man on the horse.
If anyone has experienced anything similar or has had any similar encounters, please post in the comments.