This is my first story on YGS so I'll try to keep it simple, one last thing English is not my native language so I'll appreciate any spelling or grammar corrections.
Let me start by telling you guys I'm a graduated doctor. The reason I tell you this is because my story has a lot to do with late night studying.
I live in a neighbourhood which is constructed in a hill. Imagine rows of houses going up to a dead end, this rows being separated by streets that communicate in the down side. That means that if I live in the last house of the street and I want to go to the last house of another street, I have to walk all the way down, take a turn and walk up again.
Anyway here I was, late at night, studying in my living room, which is the room you enter when you open our front door. Empty streets, when I heard them... "toc toc toc, stomp stomp" stomping sounds going up the street. I was so deep in my reading when I suddenly realize... "HOOVES?" "NOOO way in Earth those are hooves?" Thing is by the 5 secs my brain realized I was hearing hooves, the stomping was gone... Then I hear the same stomping noise but this time on the other side of the street, I'm thinking... "Ok if that was a horse, and I heard it going up... How can it possibly be in the other street 5 secs later?" I take a look at the clock 12:10 am.
I kept studying but wondering about that incident. It did happen several times, and I always checked the clock "12:10" "12:30" "01:10" always happened between 12am and 2am. The thing is, there were some days I waited for it to happen and it never did, other days I completely forgot about it and as soon as I got deep in my studies it happened. Never had the courage to go outside and see it... Hooves stomping their way up and seconds later, stomping their way down on the other street.
I never told anyone on my family about the "Horse". I never thought to bring it up as a dinner conversation. One day I was having a late night beer with my brother. We were both on the living room, chatting about our days and projects, when he said "Well, I guess I'll call it a night, I have an early rise tomorrow" and then he added "Besides it's 11:20 pm, I should go to sleep before that horse creeps me out." And I asked him "Have you heard it?" and he said "Hell yeah man... " "And have you seen it or peek up the window, how do you know it is a horse?" and he said "I'm just assuming it is a horse, and there is no way in Hell I'm peeking to find out... I just cover up with my blankie man"...
It's been a few years since my first encounter with the "stomping issue". Now that I don't stay up so late I haven't heard it in while, it's 11:20pm at the moment I'm writing this story so maybe I'll hear it today...
Why do I assume it was a horse? Well I had a professor in Med school who always ended up his lectures with this phrase: "Remember people, medicine is just a game of common sense. If you find an egg what do you think of? Birds... And if you hear hooves, always think horses and not zebras..."