A horse. It was a horse. Probably a horse from the horse farm. It was beautiful. I didnt know if it was a girl or a boy so i bent down and looked under its belly. Boy. Definitely a boy. He was black everywhere but one leg in the front that was white. I approached him slowly. I wasnt sure if he belonged to the horse farm or if he was wild. He shook his head and pawed the ground, but didn't move. I got close enough to reach his neck and back. I walked in front of him and starred into his brown eyes. I stayed there for a while with my hand on his muzzle. "I'm going to ride you. Is that ok?" I asked him.
I know I know. Horses cant understand people, but i still asked him. It made me feel better asking then just mounting him randomly and start riding. He didnt do anything so i went back over to the left side of him and threw my leg over his back and pulled myself up. He rocked from side to side. He didnt have a sadle or bridle on so i just clenched a handful of his mane and kicked his belly. He took off faster then i wanted him to. He was headed toward the creek and i really wasn't ready to get wet. I tugged his mane back, but he kept galloping. I tugged again because we were only 10 feet away from the creek. He kept going. 9ft. 8ft. 7ft. 6ft. 5ft. 4ft. 3ft. I tugged his mane harder. 2ft. 1 foot away he skidded to a stop and puffed a breath of warm air from his nostrils.
"Good boy. Thanks for stopping. Even though you could of done it earlier..thanks," i said as i patted his neck. He shook his head again and took a step towards the water. Then another. I heard a crunch of leafs behind me and a kids voice yelled ,"What are you doing on my horse?"
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A Horse Named Aslen
AventuraRowin ,a 12 year old girl, knew from the start she was born to ride. She always wanted a horse for her own. But of course you can't get everything you want. The only horse that she rode was Cowboy. It wasn't hers though. It belonged to the place s...
