The first thing I saw when i opened my eyes was a beautiful shower of pink. I sat up, slowly stretching my sore body. I touched my hand to my head and winced. There was a knot the size of a golf ball on my head. I groaned and struggled to remember. I squinted up at the sky, watching the clouds-
“the clounds- Cirrus! oh my god!” I rememberd. Cirrus, my beautiful pony, had taken off as we were trotting across the feild- i looked frantically around, trying to spot his white mane or palomino body. But there was nothing on the horizon. I turned, looking in all directions, turing faster and faster until I sat down hard. Not only was Cirrus not in sight, but nothing else was either! Not the farm, not the house, nothing. Suddenly I realized what deep trouble I was really in.