The Devil's Tramping Ground

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Story type: Ghost
Location: The Devil's tramping Ground, Rowan County, N.C.   No specific city
Source: Form Submission

As of right now im not sure if this is a "ghost" story, but ill go ahead. Me and my freinds made a bet on the NCAA tournement that whomever lost would have to spend the night at the devil's tramping ground, a known "hot spot" for ghostly activity. Ufortunatly i lost the bet and off i went. The devil's tramping groung is a large circle (about 15ft in diameter) that is completly barren of all life in the middle of a forest, no plants, bugs, animals, nothing are in it. I arrived around 8pm and set up my tent and fell to sleep around 10. This is the place where (controversionaly) the devils rides around on a black horse to think up ways of torture. I woke up around 12am to a trumendous sound of hooves and was soon thrown completly in to the air and out of the circle. As i landed i hit my head on a rock and passed out. I was shaken awake some hours later by an elderly farmer which drove me and my stuff back to m apartment. I invited him in but when i looked he was nowhere to be found and instead of his old truck in the driveway, it was my outback. Which was entirely impossible because i had left it there to ride with the man and was going to get my freind to drive me back and get it. My freinds all think i drank a little much but in fact i took no alchoholic drinks and wouldnt have because iv never drank in my life. Maybe it was a dream but if it was, how did i get back?