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THE HORSE RIDE
About two years ago I was riding with my mom at a stable where we lived. The horse was spirited, but since I was a fairly good rider, this didn't bother me. I was enjoying running the horse, until I turned him in the direction of the barn and started loping him. He thought he was going home and wanted to go faster. My first thought was to turn because he was heading for the trees. My second thought was anger because he didn't turn. Then fear set in when he wouldn't stop. I began screaming. I was hysterical—this horse was out of control.
We were racing down the hill toward the barn, and I saw a lot of people blocking the way in front of the gate. The horse planted his hooves in the ground, and I went flying over his head. I was stunned, and when I opened my eyes, a lot of people were looking me over asking if I was all right. I was very grateful to say that I was, since my head had missed the fence by a few inches.
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