The Story Of Gerard

I'm A Goner.

Gerard's POV-

Hey, my name is Airrider aka. Gerard/Gee and ever since I have been a little colt, I have been a wild horse and here is my story on how I became one.

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My mother named Lyn-Z was a carnival horse, she could do amazing tricks and was friendly to anyone that came up to her to have a stroke or even sit on her for a picture. Lyn-Z was always told that she was the best horse at New-Jersey's carnival until I came along...

As soon as I was born she had put some weight on and then she became over the weight limit to be doing the tricks she was doing before so, they dumped her and I out onto the streets at about past mid-night, I remember that It was quite warm but not a very safe environment for us both.

That night we ran for what felt like forever with my little legs and I felt really tired , passed out on the ground I felt Lyn-Z nuzzle into me, to protect me from any danger. We slept for ages as we felt extremely tired from the lack of sleep at the carnival and from running for God knows how long, I heard a strange noises coming from behind me and guess what? My mother is laid on the ground but this time with blood draining from her poor stomach, At the time I felt devastated but moments later all I felt was numbness run through me because I have just realised.... How the hell am I going to survive without anyone..