CaseyRedAcre
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(6/2/04 7:22 pm)
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Story Of Glory(PG-13)
I have butterflies in my barrel as I heard the metal door let out a creaking sound. I let out a neigh in fear...I’m scared. I galloped around the pasture in a blur as there horrible faces come in mind. There has to be a way out of here.
I remember when they took me away. I wasn't even ready to leave my mom. I didn't even get to say goodbye. Why are they doing this to me? I'm just a horse..I had a great life. I remember being right by my mother's side, her body heat keeping me warm. But they had to come and take me.
I'm stuck in the side of the pasture were they always trap me. My old gray sleek coat is no longer beautiful. It is covered in mud from not being groomed and all the sweat that has been on me for days ruined it. Oh how I longed for love and kindness like I once had. But I couldn't trust anyone anymore...no one.... never.
That was a promise to myself.
They.The 2 men that I call "they” put a rope over my head.
I reared, I bucked, I bolted, but nothing worked. It never worked. Same old routine. I was just getting more hurt. As I continued to give them a hard time they threw this thing on my back. They called it a saddle. I never got to know this odd thing. But I knew I didnt like it.
Then my least favorite part. The bit.
The feel of hard cold metal in my mouth. I alwayed refused to put it in my mouth but then "they" pitched my nose so I couldnt breath and then
Whipped me.
Oh I can’t describe the pain I have when being whipped...It was horrible. Sometimes it made me bleed but this time just a little whip that I knew would just make it sting.
I gave in; they put the bit into my mouth. Then the rider mounted on me. They had spurs on and dug them into my sides,
Hard
My skin broke. But they didnt notice. No, they didnt care.
This wasn't even close to the worst part, oh no. There is so much more they do.
I'm covered head to hoff in sweat. One of the "they" try to get on me. I try everything but he finds a way to get on me. He always finds a way.
I break into my fastes break speed gallop. "Fa;; off, get off now!" I hope. I feel the man grip onto the riens and he pulls my mouth. The bars of my tender mouth feel like they are going to break. My mouth was all the way open trying to fight the bit. I stopped as I listened to the pull of my mouth. No horse could ignore that pull. I let out a loud whinny. For anyone out there that cared.
Just then I was pushed into the walk. To tired to pull anymore stunts I finally listened. I feard a gasp from somthing on the other side of the fence. Oh, that other side of the fence. How I wish I could be on that side. IT was a place were I could only dream to be. I was too small to jump that fence...and way to young. I shifted my ears over in the direction of the noise. There was something in the bushes but I was too tired to care.
The man jumped off of me, untacked me. Not even a kind word came out of that mouth. No matter how mean anymore was to me.m I would never be as mean or bitter then that man is. I was lucky today; I could tell he was having a good day. I trotted over to the other side of the fence. As far away as I knew I could get.
"Good! Trot away Bitch!" he yelled.
I snored. Bitch. Yep, that was my name. I heard the metal door creak to a shut, flopped down, my legs curled up under me.
Edited by: CaseyRedAcre at: 2/23/05 6:32 pm
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