I woke up this morning hungry, witch was not surprising. My best friend and I were in the woods yesterday, because we love the outdoors. My name is Ben. My family is middle classed so we are okay financially. My friend, Juli was an animated outdoors women. We have known each other for about 10 years. Our family has had generations of her family. No marriage but much, much friendship.
"Ben!" Juli shouted.
"Hey Juli I'll be out in a minute!"
I had planned to meet her today to go into the woods again. There is a rumor going around about the black horsemen, a group that values honer and dignity and selflessness. I have been wanting to become apart of this group back when I heard about them. I had finally turned fourteen last month, what I had heard was that was the youngest anybody could be to be apart of them. The only requirement to join was that you had to find them.
We headed of into the woods and it started out alright, until we were hungry.
"Here have some." Juli passed me some bread.
"Thanks." I replied
"So why do you want to become a black horseman?" Juli said curiously.
"I love the ways they are, they way they fight for others."
"I can tell."
"Do you want to become one of them?" I asked
"Possibly, I'm just helping you out because your my..."
CRASH a gigantic sound erupted from the forest. Juli and I looked at each other and started running. We came to a tree that had been knocked down. But lying right next to the tree was an unconscious man. But what started me more was that he had the black horsemen mark.
YOU ARE READING
The black horseman
AdventureIt's medieval times and Ben who is thirteen wants to become one of the black horsemen. He sees people running around talking about who they want to be when they grow up. But he doesn't like that.
