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horses are heros
"you barely have time for anything anymore, you spend all of your time doing school work." "I know, but at least on Sunday I had time for a three hour horseback ride." "yah, and it's the first time I've seen you truely smile for the longest time." I didn't have anything to answer to that. Horseback riding anchors me to this earth. I wouldn't be here without it. I just want to say thankyou to my horses, Dino and Bailey, you guys are the world to me. I love you, and unlike everything else I know you love me, I have no doubt about it. I only wish everyone on this earth could know the way I feel. I remember at times feeling so depressed, going out to do my chores and Bailey would be standing there, watching me with unusually soft eyes when he would normally be chowing down his supper. I opened the stall door and he stuck his nose into my neck and took in a deep breath of my smell while I scratched his shoulder. Then, this usually hyper horse put his head down and stood half asleep while I scratched his ears and played with his mane. I felt happy after that. My horses are my heros.
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