Pegasus – Part 1 Blog Archive on August 4, 2009, 8:00

by mustang23, age 13

I slowly walked away from the barn, arms wrapped around me to protect against the bitter cold. I wiped a tear, not really knowing why I was crying.

In the barn was a small, sickly, foal. She was mine. I did not want her. I kept walking, away from the barn.

I didn’t stop walking till I reached my special place. It’s a clearing in the woods, surrounded by evergreen trees, so it’s always green and it smells good, too. There are flowers in spring, summer, and fall, and it has a thick carpet of moss.

Once I was safe in my place,

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