It was just a normal day and I was in the kitchen making dinner. I should say that my house is quite old and I had lived in it all my life.
As I was saying I was cutting up some food and I noticed the house had gone unusually silent, weirdly silent because I couldn't hear anything running, the washing machine or anything. My parents were out at the time and my brother was upstairs listening to music.
I have to admit I am quite a horse fanatic, I love them and I ride them, but unfortunately we don't own any horses.
That's when it got freaky. I heard hooves, sort of trotting outside our house. I ran to the window because I enjoyed watching the piebald stallion owned nearby go for a walk or trot down our road (he can't be ridden yet). As soon as I got to the window the hooves got faint and disappeared but I couldn't see anything at either end of our street. I got confused because the horse couldn't have gone either way. I turned around and went back to the kitchen.
Shortly after I heard a low nicker, like there was a horse standing behind me. I whipped around and there wasn't anything there. I heard it again outside but I just ignored that one. I couldn't pinpoint where the 'horse' had come from and the horse that goes down my road lives two blocks away. Especially since it was in the house!
I thought maybe the horse had been there when the house was a farm or someone owned a horse there and it died before we moved in.
I found an old horseshoe nailed to my shed wall, I don't know where it came from but if it came from the house could it be possible that the horse is sort of 'attached' to the shoe?