That must have been such an intense experience, especially as a child. When we’re young, stories from our parents and moments like that can really stay with us and shape how we see the world. I can imagine how frightening it must have felt, the quiet of the sunset, the cart slowing down, and that strange feeling you couldn’t explain. No wonder you got chills and wanted to rush back home.
Many cultures have stories about beings like the Tikbalang, the Kapre, or the White Lady, and they’re such a fascinating part of folklore and childhood memories. Whether it was the atmosphere, your imagination, or simply the mystery of the moment, it definitely sounds like a memory that left a strong impression on you.
Thank you for sharing that story, it’s both eerie and interesting. Childhood experiences like that often stay with us for years. 🌅✨