Old Wood Rocking Horse

Old Wood Rocking Horse

I was about 8 years old.  My bedroom was the entire attic of this old house my parents bought in the country.  The house was cool and had a lot of room.  I think it was empty for a long time before my parents bought it.  The attic was like a regular room with stairs that went up and a normal door and all.  I really liked it.  The previous owners must have used it for their kid too because they left this old wood rocking horse in the attic.  It was also decorated like a kids room.  I was sleeping one night and I was awakened by these strange scratching noises.  I sat in bed and when I heard it while I was completely awake, I looked up.  It was the horse.  It was sliding across the wood floor.  It slid to the middle of the room and turned to face me.  I was so scared that I just pulled the covers over my head and closed my eyes.  The next morning, the horse was back where it was, like it never moved.  My dad said I was just dreaming.  It was windy that night and I must have heard the branches of the tree brushing against the house.  I never heard that noise before or after that night.  My mom got rid of the horse for me.  Now that I am older, I would agree with my dad, but, there is more to this story…