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Explore the mysterious tales and eerie encounters of the Headless Horseman in our towns blog. Join your neighbors and curious outsiders as they share their spine-chilling experiences and ghostly sightings. Dare to delve into the legends and lore of the infamous Headless Horseman. Told from a modern perspective
HEADLESS HORSEMAN
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hewalksamoungus is a collaborative blog created by the townsfolk of Sleepy Hollow and curious outsiders. We share our encounters and stories about the infamous Headless Horseman, offering different perspectives and insights into the legends that have haunted our town for centuries. Do you believe in the horseman?
Legend of the Headless Horseman
Long ago, a soldier lost his head to a cannonball during the Revolutionary War.
They say he rises from his grave each night, riding through Sleepy Hollow,
searching for a new head.
He’s fast. He’s silent.
And if you hear hooves behind you… run.
Tales from Sleepy Hollow
Post #1: “I Swear I Saw Him” – by HollowKid98
Posted: October 13, 11:57 PM
Category: First-Hand Sightings / Creepy AF
I wasn’t even supposed to be out that late!
I had just my girlfriend's house and sadly I had missed curfew. I KNEW MY MOM WAS GOING TO TRIP, so I booked it out of her house. I was around 10:30 p.m. I walked that path near old town road a million times, so I was quite familiar with the views. But this time felt idk... different? As I running to make it home, I suddenly tripped over something hard, when my body made impact with the unforgiving ground beneath me that's when I saw it.... A FREAKING HORSESHOE!!! It laid there shinning beneath the moonlight, and then I heard what sounded like hooves approaching behind me. That's when I looked up and saw him. He sat with perfect posture, on top the horse lantern in hand. It was like he was looking for something. The air felt so thick I could cut it with a knife. I could feel the evil!!!! If your reading this DON'T GO OUT AT NIGHT!
"My Grandma always told me he was real! "
Posted on October 31, 1987 at 9:00 a.m.
by user: Baddie4LYFE
Category: Skeptics turned believers
It was a Tuesday afternoon and I swear I won't forget it. I was out late walking because I enjoy the views of the rain at night. As strolled down the street and neared closer to the train tracks I seen him approaching me. He looked like physical manifestation of death. He had no head and riding on a horse. Despite his lack of head my spirt felt he was staring at me. Genuinely the scariest experience of my life, I ran like somebody was trying to kill me! If I had stayed maybe he would've. I was once a skeptic but now I'm a believer. MAYBE RIP WASN'T LYING!
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