When I Fell in Love
Well, when I was 7 years old I got my first horse. I was riding daily until I fell off and got my head kicked. My dad thought I would never ride again so he sold him. I was crying every night, but did it while my dad couldn't see me. Then Christmas was on its way. I begged my dad for my horse back. We talked for a while but I never got a reply.
I gave up. But when Christmas came I had a great pair of stalls, my old horse back and a new saddle. That's not all, I even got everything that I needed to take care of him.
But one day he was acting weird. I really didn't think it was much. So I kept riding until he fell. I was afraid he was sick then realized how much I love him. That January night, I fell in love in pain.