To tell you the truth, I've no idea why I'm typing this, and not sleeping right now, as it's 1:18 in the morning, and I'm ever so slightly sleepy, and I have a headache, but I can't seem to sleep.

So I'm occupying myself with Harry Potter video's on youtube, and random non-canon fanfiction pairings...like Oliver Wood/Hermione. At least I'm still coherrent enough to tell when a fanfic is truly horrible, so that's a good thing.

But I think I'll be going to bed soon.

Okay, there was a writer's block prompt a few weeks ago, talking about what certian settings creep you out. And if you read my answer to that, you'll remember that I was a little unsure about what it was exactly (I could give characteristics, but no exact settings)

Well, I found my answer to that prompt tonight:

I was out at the barn with my mother, we had gone out after dinner, and it was dark outside. Now, at the barn where I board my horse, they let them out at night because the barn is so hot. We had been out there after they'd let him out before...so we underestimated how far they would actually go.

It was very nearly pitch black out there. There were lights up by the house and barn, but none in the pasture. And the pasture is BIG, 20-something acres big. We couldn't find the horses. We thought that they would be in their normal spots, but we couldn't find them at all.

The whole time, we were walking out there, my mom had to keep testing her footing because the footing is very unsure around there, and I had my Parelli carrot stick, which I use as a sort of walking stick all the time, and I was swinging it around, and testing what stuff was until I felt like Ivy Walker from The Village. I know that you don't think that a horse pasture would have weird footing, but ours does, it has weird dips in the land, a stock tank, a creek that's never full, holes, sharp plants, the whole nine yards.

It wasn't so bad walking out there, just cause we were walking toward the arena, toward lights. We called Reno several times, but I don't think he could hear us, as we never saw them at all. Finally, we decided to start heading back...and that's when it got creepy.

It really felt like it was pitch black, because we were walking away from light, and we really could barely see where we were going. And then our eyes started to play tricks on us. We started to see shapes and weird shadows, sometimes they looked like horses, sometimes not, and I was convinced something was moving out there. I couldn't tell what it was, I thought everything from Jezebel the donkey, to my eyes playing tricks on me, to a coyote or wild dog. It was freaking me out, but fortunately we got back up the barn fast.

But the darkness and the shapes really spooked me, because I couldn't tell what it was, and I had been watchng recorded episodes of Ghost Adventures all day, so that might have had something to do with it.