The Wild Horses
I remember the day that I was taken. The day that would completely turn my life around.
I was in my herd of horses when suddenly a few men riding other horses were coming our way. I whinnied to my mother who was not far from me. I was 2 years old at the time and have never seen this before.
I remembered what my mother had always told me. I looked back to her and thought, "I'm supposed to stay away from humans!" I froze and thought for a moment. Everyone around me started running away from the people who were getting closer.
I ran trying to find my Mom. I found her and saw that she was weak. I tried to help her but we were running behind in the herd. She picked up her pace and we soon caught up with the humans getting too close for comfort. Then it happened.
They threw a rope around my mother's neck and stopped her at that very instant. I whinnied and ran up to her. Then, one of the humans threw a rope around my neck too and said, "Stupid horse! He doesn't even know to run!"
I started rearing and bucking trying to break free but it was no use. They had me. Then I saw the rest of the people go after the rest of my herd. I whinnied to the other horses trying to warn them but I was too late. They caught 3 others. They struggled to get away but they couldn't.
I didn't know what would happen next so I kinda just went along with it as that is what the the other horses were doing.
I looked over at my Mom. She looked weak. I moved a little closer to her and the humans let me. As she slowed down, I nudged her to go on. Soon, we made it to our new "home". Well, maybe I shouldn't call it that. It's more like a prison. There is no freedom. You are always doing what the humans say, and they are not nice at all.
I wanted to go back to my real home ever since I first got caught. But that does not mean that I will never see them again.
They soon led us into our so called "home". I heard the man leading me say, "Let's name this one Thunder." The other people looked at him.
Then, the man leading my mother said, "Well, let's name this one... I don't know..."
Another one said, "Just don't bother naming that one! She's old and weak! She'll die soon anyway." Then the horse who was being led by the man who said that stopped. She reared and bucked. Then the others started to rear and buck too so I just went along and did it too.
He was pulling me hard but I kept going. Soon, he pulled out a whip. He whipped me in the face which made me stop. I looked down and waited. I saw the other men pull out their whips too but it didn't work as well with the others. They kept going until they've had enough.
I looked over at my mother and saw that she didn't even move during this time. I knew it was because she didn't want to waste her energy. It's like she had done this before. She whinnied over to me. I did the same as we kept moving along.
After a while, we reached the stable. It was time to get into this closed up box. I had no idea what it was. I sniffed it and snorted. The others had a look on their faces. I knew what would happen next.
One started bucking and rearing while another pulled away. My mother just stood there and watched as she saw all this. Then the man looked at my mother. He dropped the lead rope and went over to help the others. Then the man holding me dropped his lead rope and went over too. My mother looked at me, then to the door. I knew what she was saying. At that instant we both galloped past the others and out the door.
We ran out to the fields and through the woods. Our herd wasn't too far from this place. I never looked back. I knew that very instant that I didn't want to go back. I kind of like the name they chose for me so I kept it. My mother did not name me, so Thunder it is.
We finally caught up with our herd after about fifteen minutes had gone by. The rest of the herd looked and saw us. Some nickered. Some whinnied. They all greeted us. But they only saw two. We stopped to rest.
About a half hour had gone by when we heard a horse running in the woods. It was one of the three others that was caught. He gave us a signal to run. Now that me and my mother were fully rested, we could run again. The whole herd started running into the nearby woods. We jumped over logs and rocks, streams and branches.
Soon, we made it to the other side. It was not a very thick woods, so we kept running. After we stopped hearing the thundering of hoofs behind us, we felt it was safe to rest. The humans must have gone the other way. All felt relieved.
I whinnied to my mother. She laid down. I knew she was getting older but she can still live much longer. She is 24 years old. Not too bad. I am only 2. Right now I really don't know if we are completely safe from the humans, but for now, all is good.