A Personal Experience By Tina

It was a warm, September night about six or seven years ago. I was sitting in my backyard relaxing, watching the fire that I had just built. From the corner of my eye, I thought I saw something moving. I looked over and saw a ghost on horseback coming closer to me! He was dressed like a soldier from the U. S. Calvary, and he was staring at me with a nasty look on his face. Because I don't normally talk to the dead, I ignored him.

Later that night as I was getting ready for bed, I saw him walk up to my bedroom door. I stopped and stared at him. He kept his eyes on the floor, as he took off his hat and said, "I'm sorry, Ma’am. I thought you were someone else." Then he vanished, and I've never seen him again.