Short Storys

Wind blew across the valley, rippling the water from the small lake nearby. A herd of wild mustangs galloped across the plains. These mustangs were on a mission; a mission to claim what was once theirs. The herd was made of mares, foals and stallions, every singe horse was helping. However, this was no easy task, for there are many enemies lurking in the shadows. If a single thing went wrong, the mustangs would fail. However, victory was soon to shine upon them.

I woke up from my dream, wishing it would come true. Hi, i'm Pedro, and yes, I am a horse. I'm a mustang too. A once-wild mustang. I know your thinking how I was once wild. Well, if you want, you can here the whole story. But i'm warning you, this might take up quite some time from your day. So, you want you hear the story? Ok, you asked for it. Yet again, i'm warning you! Ok, fine, fine, i'll get on with the story. Sorry that I was annoying. Oh, so I was annoying? Your asking for it! Oh, sorry. Ok, here comes the story.

On a spring day, a proud mare had just had her foal. This foal was a little colt, still trying to stand up. That little foal was me. Yep, I was little. But not anymore. I finally got up with a little help from my mother, I was a little embarrassed. So, about 4 years after that, I was finally a full-grown horse. I was a stallion. And I was also ready to find a mate. So I found a real pretty mare, and we had a foal together. It was a long time to wait, and I started to get impatient. But finally, my first foal was born. It was a black filly, we called her Cameila. She was such a pretty little filly, and I was so proud. But when she was born, things started to go wrong.

It all started with a fire. It was horrible too, sadly, my mate died in it. I'll miss her. It was just me and my daughter then. We were the only survivors, beside a mare named Jess and a colt named Leh. We tried to find a new home, but we had no luck. Things REALLY went bad when the humans came. One tall human came up to be and hit me with a stick that made my side burn. Then more came on other horses and tied up Camila! They dragged her along the ground, while she looked at me sadly with her small eyes. Jess and Leh escaped into the nearby forest. However, Cameila was bloody, and I didn't think she would make it, and sadly, she didn't. They tied a rope around my legs, and they took me to this place called a farm. They put me in this wooden box called a stall and never let me out, never fed me, never payed attention to me. Talk about animal abuse! So, that's how I came to be like this. I'm not sure that i'll live much longer. You'll take care of me? Really? Thank you, you are saving my life. Well, i'm tired, come visit me tomorrow, though!