(Keller, Texas, United States Of America)
So when I was about ten ( I was a little Tater Tot! ) I didn't have a horse. At the barn I rode at I fell in love with a horse named Cujo. When I first met him I hated him. I wanted nothing to do with the big, ugly, stupid horse at that barn. But then I realized how much I really did love him. Then one day during summer, Cujo died. We don't know how but we think it was the weather. I cried and cried and cried. I said to myself, I will never love another horse. But then I heard a song, To Be Human by Sia, I realized what it truly meant to love. Walk straight and find your rest in the Golden Meadow, Cujo.