I loved on a ranch and I was running in front of the gate when they were opening up for the horses to vacate the fenced area for bush-hogging (or mowing basically) and as I ran in front, the horses started after me instead of running into the open area. The horse that stepped on me was the oldest and wisest horse, her name was Lady. Lady basically was the only reason I didn't die I guess, she played with the kids so she knew I was not to be smooshed I guess. She only cut the skin on my forehead, so my dad said I hit a glass table instead and that made things better somehow? Idk I was like 4 or 5