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This weirdo dream I hadOK, so I'm randomly in gym class with my classmates. Then my gym teacher runs out and yells at us, "OKAY, KIDDY KATS!! I HAVE A LITTLE SEEEECREEEET!!" And she skips (yes SKIPS) over to the gym wall and yells at it, "I LIKE CHEEEESE!!"
Suddenly this door magically opens up, and we all go inside.
It looks like a really dark and eerie forest. Suddenly my gym teacher grabs me, and rips some bark off a tree and shoves it into my mouth. Oddly enough, it was made of hershey chocolate.
Suddenly, my teacher makes us all get into a line, and then she opens ANOTHER door.
Inside the door, there's half of my class, all dress up like either roman soldiers, some weird animals (bulls, horses, etc) in armor, and some people are even riding REAL horses.
Okay, so, my teacher shoves me in, and gives me a sword, solid gold armor (where my head is there's a bull head thing.), and I actually have to wear it. So, I'm trying to run with everyone else, but this armor is HEAVY. I swing my sword becaus
The Silver Mare: Chapter 1Chapter 1
Cecilia Richards was petrified of horses. If you were there when she had seen a horse, you would've thought she had a heart attack or a seizure. This wasn't because they looked odd, or they ran fast, or anything.
No, Cecilia was afraid of them because she had been kicked in her back by a horse.
When she was eight, Cecilia was an all time animal lover. She lived in a pretty little house with her father in the middle of a forest, and every once in a while, a herd of wild horses would come by.
One day, Cecilia tried to pet a horse from behind. Big mistake. The horse was terrified, and kicked Cecilia in her back, then galloped off. Cecilia had to go to the emergency room because the kick had drawn blood. She was thirteen now, and whenever a horse came by her house, she ran into the attic, locked the door, and wouldn't come out until the horse had left.
Now, Cecilia was in a big blue pickup truck with her father, wondering why on earth her dad hated her so much.
A week back, Cecil
The Silver Mare: ProloguePrologue
Cougar growls echoed through the thicket as the mare and her filly galloped away from the place they always knew as home. The filly's eyes bore down in the direction her mother was going. She remembered the carnivorous animal's hot breath rush along her face as if ants were crawling over it. The whole of the herd had been separated.
Most likely they were all dead, but the filly's mother didn't seem to care. She seemed more interested in getting away from the endless stretch of green grass and tasty clover, the whispering breezes that the filly was intent on growing up with, the murmuring brook that had shared it's cool water with those who treated it properly, the rocky gorge canyon, where the filly and the rest of the fouls would often play and bring the skeletons of prehistoric animals back to the herd, and the thicket, which carried too many juicy fruit than the filly dared to count.
She watched her mother's brilliant honey-colored mane as it flew out behind her like when t
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