I went home. I ran over to my field, and saw a big horse. It didn't look like mine, and it looked abused. Was it wild? It was bobbing it's head, and let out a loud neigh at me. I hopped the fence to get closer to it, but it bucked and galloped away. But in the distance, I saw the Clyde horse. It took one look at me, but then took off to follow the other mustang.
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Ghost Horse (completed)
Short StoryWhile a young girl, Alana, deals with the tragic death of her Grandmother, a mysterious horse shows up at her farm.
