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Run Away

I thought I should get away. I couldn’t stand to be tortured anymore. All my childhood I was hurt, alot. To many bruses to count and to many times my Mom broke to tears. So I packed an I ran.

It was a cloudy morning as the sun began to rise. I came out of the woods and reached a fence. I climbed it and went into a clearing. pearing threw the clearing I thought I saw something. I walked towards it.

It was a beautiftul horse. I came to it and pet it. He seemed melow and graceful. his sides seemed to be scratched from getting spared and he had whip marks in random places. He was just like me. felt his back to make sure he was comfortable with me and I reasured it that I wasn’t going to hurt him. grabbing his hair I climbed onto him. He looked at me and seemed to understand what is was doing.

I walked him and he complied to every turn I gave him. My Mom tought me to ride when he wasn’t around. I reached him into a gallop yelling comon boy. Can you jump boy I asked him and he speed up as we reached the fence.

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