The Life of a Wild Horse

Chapter 8

The humans wanted me to grow big and strong, so they fed me weird grain, but man it tasted good. They lunged me every day (without halter and lead), and I never cooperated. They tried again every day, but always failed. So after that, they would take me to a big open field, and chased me with their horses. Every day I felt my legs get stronger, and my body get thicker with muscle. They started calling me Triple Terror, due to my three color coat, and angry attitude. Then after two years of this, they put me back in the corral I came in that very first day.

I spent two days going in my corral for the day, where I would get fed and looked at, and go back in the metal box with only water at night. On the third day I did not come out of the box. They stuffed food through the tiny holes in the box, and then I felt the box start to move. What on mother's green earth was going on? I carefully reached my nose out of the small holes, and had a tsunami of scents go into my nose. I pulled my nose back, and started eating the food they had put in the box.

I was just finishing eating the food they had got me (which tasted like dry grass, but slightly different), when they opened the door to my box. I turned, and leapt out of the box. As I leapt out I felt a weight on my neck, and it tightened, so I knew I had been caught again. Then pulled me into a weird slot thingy, where I was left alone.

I looked out from the bars sounding me, and saw a horse bucking with all his might, but the human stayed on his back. A buzzer rang, and two cowboys came and got the rider on one of the horses back. I saw more horses buck, and their slots were getting closer to me. After watching one more horse, a man came up to me with a halter thing. I struggled with all my might, but he bested me. Then he tried to put something on my back half, but was unsuccessful, and got about a dozen bite marks.

Then a cowboy in a black vest and purple shirt came up to me. He stood by the gait until two other men came over. Then he did something I did not expect; he got on my back. In an instant my head was at his legs and biting him. I realized in here I could not get him off, but out there.... I got ready for when they would open the gate and rip him off my back.

The cowboy at the gate nodded, and the gate was open. I charged out there and threw my hind quarters up. Then I was about to buck, and only did a little crow hop before I reared and threw him off. I felt the pressure go off my back, and turned around to get this stupid human. I reared up again, and came down hard on his leg, feeling bones breaking. I saw two horses with humans on their backs come up to me, and I got caught by ropes. I now knew that I could not best the ropes, and I followed them.