Running Free
I wish I wasn't here. Charging about a battle ground, watching my friends falling down around me, without being able to help! Its torture being here. Every day I wake up to the sound of guns and shells exploding, it took awhile for me to get used to them. I have a new owner now, his name is Charlie. He is nice enough but it's not the same. He does his best, and I can tell he loves me very much and because of that, and the fact that I need a friend, I love him too! Its morning feed now, but nobody comes and all of us are getting impatient. Then they all come running in with our tack and I know what's coming and I don't like it, I don't want to get shot at again. Soon I'm all tacked up and ready for action with Charlie sitting astride me! We are at the front next to our Captain and his horse that strangely is called Captain as well. He tells me not to be scared, to do what Charlie asks, and I know that if I panic I will hurt Charlie. So as I'm standing there, waiting to go, I take a deep breath and then...CHARGE!!! Suddenly we are galloping across no man's land and I get this energy rush. But then it all goes wrong, terribly wrong, from no where there is the sound of a gun up close to us, and I realize that If I don't do anything then Charlie, my Charlie will die, so I turn around, half rearing to face the gun. By now I have thrown Charlie well clear. That's when the pain hits me. I'm on the ground, wounded. All I can hear is Charlie's voice screaming at me, telling me to get up and run, to save myself, letting me that he was ok. So I did. I galloped through the pain, ran away from the fire of guns and shells. I kept going; I only stopped when the sound of guns was too far away to hear! I found an old barn, with my wound throbbing I lay down and slept. I woke suddenly, and found a young girl knelt beside me gently stroking my neck. Over the next few weeks she nursed me back to health, and I began to feel safe here. I often thought of Charlie and wondered how he was.
One morning an army lorry arrived, I looked across and amazingly there stood Charlie, I recognized him straight away. The army had received reports that one of their horses was on this farm. Charlie slowly walked towards me and patted my neck, before turning to the officer that accompanied him and saying, "This is not one of ours". They turned to go, and Charlie whispered to me "You're safe here Max, better than being back on the front line!"
I will always remember Charlie and how he saved me that day!
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This I also wrote in year 8 (I'm in lower Sixth now....) I struggle with dyslexia so I'm sorry for any and all mistakes. There was 'Running Free' (this one) and 'Running Free 2' which is the one I sent in to my teacher (I was placed but not very high :(
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Running Free
I wish I wasn't here. Charging about a battle ground, watching my friends falling down around me, without being able to help! Its torture being here. Every day I wake up to the sound of guns and shells exploding, it took awhile for me to get used to them.
I have a new owner now, his name is Charlie. He is nice enough but it's not the same. He does his best, and I can tell he loves me very much and because of that, and the fact that I need a friend, I love him too!
Its morning feed now, but nobody comes and all of us are getting impatient. Then they all come running in with our tack and I know what's coming and I don't like it, I don't want to get shot at again.
Soon I'm all tacked up and ready for action with Charlie sitting astride me! We are at the front next to our Captain and his horse that strangely is called Captain as well. He tells me not to be scared, to do what Charlie asks, and I know that if I panic I will hurt Charlie. So as I'm standing there, waiting to go, I take a deep breath and then...CHARGE!!!
Suddenly we are galloping across no man's land and I get this energy rush. But then it all goes wrong, terribly wrong, from no where there is the sound of a gun up close to us, and I realize that If I don't do anything then Charlie, my Charlie will die, so I turn around, half rearing to face the gun. By now I have thrown Charlie well clear.
That's when the pain hits me. I'm on the ground, wounded. All I can hear is Charlie's voice screaming at me, telling me to get up and run, to save myself, letting me that he was ok. So I did. I galloped through the pain, ran away from the fire of guns and shells. I kept going; I only stopped when the sound of guns was too far away to hear!
I found an old barn, with my wound throbbing I lay down and slept. I woke suddenly, and found a young girl knelt beside me gently stroking my neck.
Over the next few weeks she nursed me back to health, and I began to feel safe here. I often thought of Charlie and wondered how he was.
One morning an army lorry arrived, I looked across and amazingly there stood Charlie, I recognized him straight away. The army had received reports that one of their horses was on this farm. Charlie slowly walked towards me and patted my neck, before turning to the officer that accompanied him and saying, "This is not one of ours". They turned to go, and Charlie whispered to me "You're safe here Max, better than being back on the front line!"
I will always remember Charlie and how he saved me that day!
By Jess Millbank
8ASH
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So this is it for Running Free :) Hope you like it. Max from my pony at the time and is who the cover of the book is, just in case you were wondering. Leave comments or whatever and please check out some of my other stories :)
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