Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I was about 10 years old when this happened im 14 years old now. I was at my aunt’s ranch in Huntington, West Virginia. Me, my brother and our cousins decided to go horseback riding. We went on a trail that was supposedly haunted. As we got to the beginning of the trail fog started appearing and it was a perfectly clear day. My brother and cousins got scared and didn’t want to ride on the trail.

I took the horse onto the trail which was surrounded by woods and tombstones. i kept hearing hoof beats behind me that were not my horses. I turned around and saw four what appeared to be confederate soldiers. One of them called my name then i started freaking out. I rode the horse at an increasingly fast gallop they were keeping up with me so i veered the horse off the trail to try to ditch them.

Another one caught me by my arm. He jerked me off the horse and i went flying across the trail and ended up dislocating my shoulder. They were off their horses now staring at me with red eyes. I whistled for my horse to come back to me. As soon as i got on the horse i decided it was time to get off the trail. My horse was galloping as fast as he could go while i was holding on with the part of me that wasn’t dislocated. They were following me until i got off the trail. i looked back and they disappeared.

I got back to my aunts house and ran to her crying my eyes out. She asked what happened. i told her that four confederate soldiers chased me off the trail and one of them threw me off my horse and i dislocated my shoulder. She showed me a family portrait and asked me if i recognized anyone. I pointed to one of the people in the portrait. She told me that he was my uncle Jeb but i never met him because he died when i was 1 year old.

Was this a message from the grave from my uncle?

Sent in by Mary Alkire, Copyright 2011