This story takes place in a small farmers town called “Rancho Grande” located in the center of Zacatecas, Mexico. I was 13 years old at the time and life where I lived was real hard to get around, you had to work every day until it was dark out and hopefully make enough to come back home with food. Before I start, I just want to say that this event changed me, in the way that I have no fear of anything like this.
I woke up desperate thinking that it had been late. I got up, I put on my work clothes, left and rode my horse to go catch up with my father and my brother thinking that they were in the cornfield.
Riding my horse in the distance, I saw something that I can’t seem to believe to this day. Little by little I got closer to that strange thing, my body began to tremble and feel cold. My horse began to neigh, refused to continue forward.
Suddenly that strange thing was closer to me, I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing. What I had in front of me was a white donkey mounted by a black spectrum that appeared to be a person trying to be a scarecrow.
He or whatever this was wanted to touch me and my horse recoiled preventing me from being touched by this thing . Full of courage even though my body was sweating cold I started shouting “Who are you, why are you doing this to me? Why do you want to scare me, if I did nothing wrong?”
Without an answer that thing insisted on touching me but my horse always protected me. Suddenly, the donkey and the specter moved behind my horse and me and again my horse waved to be in front of this thing, and the next part is something that haunts me to this day and I hope that no one ever experiences the fear that I had at this point.
Against all odds the donkey began to move away from the cornfield the only thing that was misleading was that his legs were not touching the ground! I was speechless at that point and the last thing I remember is that my horse started to return to my house.
When my horse stopped, I collapsed in front of my mother and when I woke up , I was lying in my bed with my father scolding me for never coming to work but my mother told him that the horse brought me unconscious to the house and she started telling my father what had happened to me.