I would not get out of the truck. I showed my friend the spot. She was confused as no one was ever any where near her farm. I then asked her where she kept the gray horse as I thought he got away. My friend looked at me like I had lost my mind. She told me she did not own a gray horse. I started to feel a little sick inside.

I did not know what I had seen. I felt sick and weak inside and wanted to leave the farm. Beth tried to comfort me but I just wanted to leave and quickly drove home.

The next morning while sitting drinking my morning tea telling my family about my adventure at Beth’s farm the phone rang. It was Beth. The psychic had just stopped by to see Beth to ask her if we were aware the spirits were gone? She told Beth she could see them leaving and knew that they no longer were lingering around her farm. Beth told her of my encounter with the figure and phantom ghost horse. The psychic just laughed and said, “I know, she saw the last of them leave”. She then told Beth that the great white spirit horse goes first into the light to be followed by the last warrior.

I have no idea about what happened at Beth’s farm. I know the brown horse is happy now and bounds around the place like a young pony. I know the dog runs around and never whimpers. I know all the knocking and banging has ended in the house. I also know I saw with my own eyes a white ash colored horse that did not exist, a gray haze and a ash colored figure cross Beth’s land that day with my own eyes. It was not a man. It walked with the haze through a fence into the woods without losing a step, and it did it right in front of me.

I claim nothing more then the fact this happened. I watched whatever it was at Beth’s farm leave.

And I saw it with my own eyes!

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