Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 16

by Amy
(Minnesota)

NOTE: It's official, I'm going to continue "Storm, the Wild Filly"! My writing SHOULD be a little better now, but we'll see. Sorry, I have forgotten this story for about 2 years now. I was planning to rewrite the whole thing, but I'll keep it the way it is. I hope you enjoy this! P.S There will not be very many more parts for this story, since it's so close to being over. FYI, I am planning to write a sequel, so watch out for that!
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I whinnied to my two companion, signaling that they should run. The colt neighed in fright and bolted, but there mare hesitated, looking at me longingly. I whinned to her again, as the sound of the thundering hooves galloped closer. She finally left me and ran after the colt. I whirled around to face whatever was coming. I wasn't going to get captured again, and I am certainly not letting those other horses get caught, too. I reared up, my front legs pawing at the air, and charged forward.

I stopped in my tracks as the source of the sound turned the corner and showed itself. I recognized the horse, and the girl who was on him, as well. It was Allie! I stomped my hoof and backed away. This is the girl who sent me to that awful place, where they whipped me and scared me with those noisemakers. I am not letting her do that again. I won't give any chance. I reared up again, this time almost kicking the horse Allie was riding. She was that beautiful grey mare, the one that had saved me from that cruel black stallion, and one of the friends I had made at Allie's farm. I backed away even further, especially when Allie dismounted. She took out a longe piece of rope and held it tightly.

"Hey, Storm. Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you," she cooed at me. I snorted and stomped my hoof. "There, there girl. Just come here and Ican take you back to that training place." Training place? NO! She means THAT place doesn't she?! Oh no, I am not going back there! I stepped forward and neighed right in her face. She paused for a moment, then she grabbed the rope and tried to lasso me. I reared up and galloped away as fast as I could. Why was she doing this? Wasn't she nice before? Didn't she care? Well, obviously she doesn't. She tried to catch me, so I have to get rid of her. Somehow.

I heard thunder hoofsteps behind me, which meant she was following me. If she is, I cannot join the other horses, or else I'll lead her right to them. I ran towards a giant rock that was in front of me and stopped. I looked behind me, seeimg Allie and the mare racing towards me. As soon as they got a little more closer. I took a sharp turn around the rock and sprinted away, leaving Allie and the mare crashing into the rock. I whinnied happilly. I'm free again! I took a right hand turn and tried to find the two other horses. But after a while, I couldn't find them! Where have they gone? I ran around once more, trying to catch a glimpse of the teo young horses. But I still could not find them. My head dropped down and my ears drooped. I guess I'm alone....again.

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 15

by Amy

Storm

The hoofsteps came closer, closer, and even closer. I reared up and whinnied. I neighed to the other horses, only to see the mare lift up her head, and lay it back down.

What? Why? Why don't they hear the noise? Or don't they want to come with me? As I looked over to where the hoofsteps was coming from, I saw the shadowy figure of a horse and human. I reared up, whinnying in fright. I galloped off. I didn't care about the other horses. If they didn't want to come with me, then fine.

I galloped through the forest, almost 3 miles. I galloped until I collapsed. I laid down in the soft grass, and before I knew it, I was fast asleep.

I had a horrible dream. It was a dream I would never forget. A group of men found me and took me away. I struggled and fought, but they were too strong for me. I was no match for them. They put me in a small corral, then got a knife. They killed me. As soon as I died, I woke up. I knew it was just a dream.

I stood up and looked around. There was no one to be seen. I had though everything was going to be fine, when I heard a deep growl behind me. I turned around in fear, and what I saw made me scream in horror.

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 14

by Amy

We galloped and galloped until we finally collapsed under a tree. I looked over at the other two horses. Their eyes were droopy, almost looking like they were sleeping. I rested my head on the soft, warm grass and closed my eyes.

I dreamed that same dream again. I was in a world. A world untouched by man. a world that was full of other wild horses, just like me.

An hour later, I felt a soft warm cloud go over my face, I knew it was a horse's breath. so I opened my eyes. Standing in front of me, was the mare. She was staring at me with beautiful brown eyes. She nickered softly to me. She was telling me to get up.

Lazily, I stood, and stared at the trees. I didn't want to get captured again, so I kept watch. After a few minutes of watching the trees, I felt something heavy on my back. I turned my head. It was the saddle, the heavy, big, and black saddle. I trotted over to an empty space and started bucking and kicking, trying to get it off.

After about 30 minutes of kicking, i finally got the saddle off. But now this is the hard part, how am I supposed to get the bridle off?

I rolled around in the soft grass, trying to get the bridle off. But it was no use. I had to keep it on.

I suddenly heard horses hooves. Was it the men again?

I stomped my hoof as it came closer, and closer....

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 13

by Amy

Storm

The men led me into a big corral. Two of the men pinned me down while two other men brought a big and black saddle and bridle. When I saw those things, I started to fight the men who were pinning me down.

He snapped the bit in my mouth and put the bridle on my head. The other man put the big, black, and heavy saddle on my back, and tightened the girth so tight that I couldn't even breathe! Still pinning me down, the men told the other person to get on my back. And so he did.

When he got up on my back, I reared up and started to scream and buck. The man on my back held the the reins tightly while I tried to buck him off.

After a few minutes of bucking, kicking, whinnying, and screaming, I saw the mare and colt I helped. I stopped and stared at them with dark brown eyes. they stared right back at me, too. the mare flattened her ears and backed off. The colt just watched me stare at him.

Thinking I was broken, the man on my back patted my shoulder. Angrily, I reared up again, and this time I kicked with so much power that I had bucked him off!

I ran to the fence and started kicking it. At first, i left a big paint chip on the fence, but I kicked at it even more, and I broke it! The other men opened the gate, and I ran through!

Thinking about the mare and colt,I ran back and kicked at the mare and colt's pen. After lots of kicking, I broke it. All three of us ran away, leaving the group of men chasing us, and failing miserably.

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 12

by Amy

I started guiding the 2 horses around a big rock. I looked over at one of the horses, a dark bay one. He could not be older than 2 years old. When we finally finished walking around the rock, we heard a clip clopping of hooves. I turned around and saw 3 people on horses, galloping toward us! I told the horses to gallop, and I started galloping too. The horses got closer, and closer! We run as fast as we can as the horses got even closer.

I tried to guide the horses away from the horse that was the closest to us. When the horse took another step, I reared up and scream in defense. The horse whinnied and bared his teeth.

"That filly is very wild, I think it's impossible to try and catch her."

One of the horses got spooked as another man spoke."I know she's wild. But she's not too wild for me!"

The man kicked the horses sides and they started to gallop. The 2 year old colt shivers in fright. When they turned their backs on us, we slowly tried to walk away. The men heard our hoofs clip clop, and they turned around quickly.

"There they are! C,mon, guys!!"Screamed one of the men. The 2 year old horse screamed as a rope got thrown over his head.

I screamed in defense as they pulled the colt away from us. A man threw a rope around the other horse, while the colt was screaming in fright. I whinny and charge after them. The man threw a rope around my neck and I screamed in defense again. I bared my teeth when his horse narrowed his eyes at me.

I reared up, and then bit the horse on the neck. Harshly. The man throws another rope around me, and i struggled to get to my feet. They tossed ropes around my ankles, and i fell down.

"C,mon, let's get these horses to our ranch." I was busy trying to figure out a way to escape, when I realized, I recognized that voice! It was the same man who whipped me at Silver Lake Ranch!

As they tugged us to their ranch, they remove the ropes from my feet. I hang my head almost to the ground as they lead me towards their home. I never wanted to be captured again. And there's one thing i miss. I miss my family! I started to cry when they lead us to the ranch gate.

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 11

by Amy

When I approached the road, I crossed it and headed for the Training Center building. I went in, and a fresh scent of hay and oats fill the air. I smelled horses, lots of them. A man spotted me and started walking towards me. I snort and toss my head in the air defensively. These men who try and chase me and capture me have no right to do it! The man kept walking towards me, and I tossed my head again, whinnying in annoyance. He kept walking towards me, and I started to get angry. I heard the noises of horses screaming in the ring. I saw horses trying to get away from the people who were leading them. I screamed in defense when the man tried to throw a rope over me to catch me. "Come on you wild horse!" said the man. I whinnied in fear and kicked with all my might. I hated what he was trying to do to me; capture me! I screamed very loudly and fiercely. I was scared and angry at the same time! My shiny, buckskin body trembled while the man tried to throw the rope over me again . Soon enough, the man gave up and walked away. I whinnied in delight. I was about to go back outside, when a rope came around my neck! I screamed in anger as I turned around to see the same man holding a rope in his hand. I neigh in frustration as he tugs me towards a small stall. He grabbed a noisemaker and TTTOOOTT! I screamed and galloped in. I began to act crazy. I reared up and screamed. He quickly took a huge bat and hit me in the head and everything went black.

As I regain consciousness, I saw 2 men a girl talking to each other. The 2 men were talking about me. A man stood still with wide eyes. I hear a shout, which was coming from the ring. The men came dashing towards the ring. "What's going on?!" yelled one of the men. I shake my name in annoyance as I got up. "That horse! I can't believe she did that to you!"a man screams. I stared at the girl who was still standing in front of my stall. She dashes toward the ring. I whinny crazily. I have to get out of here! I don't want to stay here! This is just a place where they abuse and neglect horses! But I know it is impossible to escape, since they locked the door on me. I started to kick and kick in my stall. I scream in frustration as my legs wear out. If I could talk, I'd say 'You'd better let me out of here! I don't wanna have to teach you how to let me out of here the hard way!' I reared up furiously. Suddenly, my door creaked open and a man snapped a lead rope on my halter.
I walked out and saw 2 horses getting whipped and beaten by a lady. The horses were screaming and fighting the lady. I thrust up my head and scream in defense. The lead rope broke and I ran off to the horses, and then I attacked the lady. I set them free and show them where the exit was. We ran out of the horrible building. I notice they had tattoos saying, "Jewel Farms. I wondered if they belonged to a farm, and they always dreamed of being free? But I kept running and running, never going back.

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 10

by Amy

I opened my eyes, and the stallion was stand in front of me. His eyes were red, and he was huffing and puffing noisily.

I tried to stand up and run away, but the stallion screamed and started to smash me to the ground. I got up, and pawed at the air. I kicked at the stallion, but he dodged. i kicked another time, and he dodged again. There was no way
i could beat this horse!

I reared up, and bit him in the back. He squealed and reared up. He pawed at, his very sharp hoof cutting my skin. I squealed and reared up again.

He got into a huge fight. I lunged for him, but he dodged again. I struggled to fight him, and it was not easy at all. I reared up again, pawing at his chest.

I never gave up the fight. I tried and tried to beat him, but he kept dodging and dodging. i wanted to be free, away from this mean stallion!

I grabbed his mane and pulled. He neighed in pain and kicked me. I tried my best to defeat him, but nothing was working, But still, I'm not going to give up. I pawed at his legs, trying to make him fall. I started to surrender and run away.

He chased me, and ran and ran. i tried to stay away from him. I ran at full speed, trying to get out of his reach. I crashed into a tree, and I fell down, in a mud puddle. I thrashed around in there, trying to escape.

The stallion lunged for me, and I screamed in fear. I got up so quickly and ran away, I couldn't be seen

I ran out of the woods and never looked back.

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 9

by Amy

I was frightened. The figure was the shape of a little foal! I looked closely. It was a little foal! It couldn't be more than 5 months old. The foal was laying on the ground, lifeless with blood on its back and neck. I snorted. This wasn't a place for foals! How did the foal get in here?

A man stood still, looking angry, frightened, and stunned at the same time! I saw a red spot on his-forehead and I wondered what happened. Then i had an idea! the foal kicked the man on the forehead. I think that's what happened. I started kicking and trying to get out of my stall.

And that's when a sharp pain zipped up my back leg. I squealed. I Remembered my cut leg. I couldn't kick.

Suddenly, I saw a little crack of light coming from my door, and it was......my door was not closed enough! I busted through my door and the door sprang open. I ran at full speed towards the Training Center exit.

When I got out, I stopped. Everything was pitch black. Crickets chirped. No cars to be seen. No people walking down the sidewalks. It was nighttime, for sure! I carefully walked down the road. A car zipped past, and I screamed in fear.

I saw nothing, no light except the street lights. Where is the wild? I saw a dark blotch on the horizon. It was the wild! That was where I came from! I galloped happily across the road and into that dark blotch.

I laid down under a dark, shady tree, and fell asleep.

the next morning.....

A ray of sunlight woke me up from my sleep. The sun shined down on my sweaty, tan coat. I got up and walked deeper into the wild.

i saw a dark animal only 10 feet away.

It was the stallion I fought with! He was black, and scary! I tried to run, but my leg was killing me!

When he saw me, he charged right after me. I ran as fast as i could, but my leg just collapsed. I couldn't run anymore.

Then everything went black.

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 8

by Amy

Storm

I reared up as the man whipped me. I start to kick and kick. The man stops whipping me and stares at my back leg. "Stop!" he says. Everybody stops. I stop kicking and rearing, and the other horses stopped, too.

The man crouched down and looked at my leg. "She has a huge cut on her back leg. I think I whipped her too much." said the man. Another man said, "No you didn't. i saw that on her when she came in here. I forgot to tell you about it."

A girl came in a wiped up the blood that came from my leg. Another girl came and took the lead rope. She lead me out of the ring and into a huge tent. Inside, were 2 people dressed in white clothes. One of the people came to me and the girl showed her my bloody, red leg.

Te other person watched and took a bandage and a wet cloth from a purple first aid kit. She dabbed at my wound with the white cloth. Then she bandaged it all up. The girl lead me out of the tent and into my stall. It was dark in there. I was afraid to go in, and i refused. But the girl took a noisemaker and.....TTTOOOOTTTT!!! I screamed and went in.

I turned in circles in the stall and I fell down. My head dropped weakly to the stall floor. My eyes closed, and before I knew it, I was fast asleep.

I had a terrible dream. My dream was about me getting whipped hard by a man. He whipped me so much, I collapsed. And when I collapsed in my dream, my eyes snapped open. Nobody was by my stall door. All was pitch black. How long was I sleeping? I trotted over to my stall door and saw everything pitch black. Was it night time? Was the training center closed? I must have been sleeping for hours! But how many hours? 4? 5? 6? 7? I wondered.

Across from my stall, saw a palomino mare sleeping lazily in her stall.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps. Heavy footsteps. Then I heard a gun shot! Bang! I saw something laying on the ground in front of my stall......

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 7

by Amy

The man held on very tight to the lead rope. I bucked and kicked tried to hit the man with the whip with my hoof. I reared up, and screamed. I fought the men. I fought the man holding my lead rope and the one whipping me. What kind of training was this? Whipping and all this cruelty? What nonsense!! All I wanted was to be free out on the wild. But know I have to deal with all this cruelty and foolishness! Why do people have to be do cruel to mustangs? All we want is to be treated nice, or just be free out in the wilderness! But now all we have is whip scars on our flanks, sores around our necks, and sore heads! Why? Why?! Why do people have to be so cruel? I don't get it!!

If horses could talk, we would ask why they do all this! All we need is compassion, love, and kindness, not cruelty and depression! Why don't they just stop and feel sorry for us! Sometimes they overwork us. And sometimes when they overwork horses, the horses die! I don't want to die! Please, just please! We mustangs want love, and being treated kindly! And freedom! That's what we mostly need! Let us roam! Be free! But now all I feel is, depression. Lonely, without any other wild horses to comfort me.

I was thinking all that, when a horn honked and it scared me to death! i reared up, my legs pawing at the air.

I don't feel comfortable. I just don't.

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 6

by Amy

I fought Ally and the man who was try to get me in the green trailer. They snapped a lead rope onto my halter and started tugging. I reared up, and then screamed. I bucked and kicked and tried to hit either Ally or the man. Inside the trailer, it was green, airy, big, and no paint chips it was freshly washed and it looked brand new. Even with all those great things inside the trailer, I refused to go in.

The man took a whip and whipped me in the flank. i reared up, whinnying in frustration. The man whipped me again and and tugged. i didn't budge, so they tried again. At the same time, The man whipped me in the hip 3 times, and Ally tugged at the lead rope. I was forced to go in. The man shut the door, and he got in the driver's seat and drove.

We were soon in a big place called, "Horse Training Center". The man lead me into the building and i saw tons of horse stalls. i looked in the first one. There was a pretty chestnut mare inside. She had a white star and 2 front socks. The second stall had a palomino paint stallion, and the third one had a bay stallion. I was busy looking at the horses, until i heard someone's voice, "What's the name of this wild 2 yr old filly?" The man replied, "Her name is Storm. That's what the owner told me." The other person replied, "I agree with the name. If she is as wild as you told me the other day, then she is a storm." The man chuckled.

They put me in a dark, small stall, and i refused to go in. The man grabbed a small noise maker and blew on it. TOOOOTTTTT!!!!! I screamed and bolted through.

"These noisemakers here are sooo handy. They make horses go in their stall when they refuse." the man that blew the noisemaker said.

After they left, I stood there and waited.

A few hours later, a girl snapped a lead rope on my halter and lead me into a huge ring. The ring had 2 other horses in it. One was a white mare and the other was a palomino mare. A man took the lead rope and held on tight. Another man held a whip. He whipped me until I went crazy. Another man whipped another horse, and another, whipped the palomino mare. I was terrified. What were they going to do to us?

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 5

by Amy

Storm in the stall

Storm? I looked around. I didn't see any more horses. Then who was Storm? I was curious for a few moments until I realized Storm was my name! I stood there in the middle of the paddock, not moving a muscle.

After that, I stomped my hoof and snorted. I was getting used to this place until Ally said, "Ok, guys1 Time to go to your stalls!" Stalls? Oh no! I hated stalls! I needed to get out of here! I jumped around, and then I ran to the paddock fence. I started kicking it.

My hoof scraped the paint on the fence and left a big paint chip. Ally took Raven into the stable already, and she was walking towards Tommy. After she put Tommy in his stall, she headed straight for Sweetie. Then she put Sweetie in her stall and walked towards me!!

I neighed in fear, and reared up. Ally got a rope that was hanging on the fence, and threw it over my head. She pulled me towards the paddock gate and I reared again. I fought her with all my might. But she already opened the gate and tugged me through. She lead me to the stable and I reared up again, whinnying in frustration and irritation. She put me in a big stall and took the rope off. She walked out of the stall, closing the door behind her.

She came back in with a halter in her hand I reared up once again, but this time I was screaming with anger. I narrowed my eyes, bared my teeth, and screamed. But Ally didn't run. She was fighting me, like I was fighting her. Soon, we got into a battle! She lunged for me, but I dodged her. She did it again, but this time she cornered me in the corner of the stall. She struggled to put the halter on, and she did it! I lunged for her, but she sidestepped and i ran into the stall door.

She walked out of the stall again. An hour later, she came back in and poured something out of a bucket into another big bucket. Then she poured water into another bucket, and then left. I sniffed the food she had poured out of that bucket, and licked it, then ate it. This food was yummy!

Ally came back in once again, but snapped a lead ope onto the halter I was wearing. She opened the stall door and I bolted through. She lead me outside, and I saw a big green trailer. That was when I began to worry.

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 4 (Rewrite)

by Amy

Here is a rewrite of Part 4.
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My eyes opened, and I saw nothing. Nothing but grass, dandelions, and trees. I got up and turned around to look behind me. Pepper and the man was no where to be seen. I snorted, and then limped over to a big, shady, maple tree, and laid down. My head laid down, too. My eyes closed, and before I knew it, I was fast asleep.

There was darkness for a few minutes, until my eyes popped open. I heard something. It was a clip-clopping of hooves. I scrambled up to my feet and looked around. I saw a beautiful chestnut mare with a white star, trotting towards me. She carried a girl. A girl with dark brown hair. I reared up, whinnying in fright. Then I started galloping. But the mare was too fast for me, and she stood right in front of me, staring right into my eyes.

The girl threw a rope around me, and they guided me to their ranch. When I walked through the gate, I saw three other horses grazing in a grass paddock. One was a bay stallion, a white mare, and a beautiful black gelding. The white mare look familiar. Was she the one who saved me from that mean stallion, just a few hours ago? It looked like she was the one.

Suddenly, the girl spoke to me, which really startled me. "I saw you were being attacked by a stallion a few hours ago. I was going to save you, but that white mare over there beat me to it. I captured her, and she's already used to being here. I'm gonna name you Storm. Isn't that a great name girl? Oh, and by the way, I'm Ally!"

I whinnied in response. Ally lead me into the grass paddock and I galloped around, wanting to eat the grass. I was starving. I saw some hay on the ground, so I sniffed it, then ate it. My face turned greenish, and I spat it back out. That hay was disgusting! "You don't like the hay? None of my horses rejected that. Why don't you try some oats instead?" She gave me the oats. I sniffed it, then ate it. I chewed, and then tilted my head. those oats were yummy!

"Those horses over there are Spider, Chocolate, and Snowy, just in case you're wondering. and this horse here is Belle. " said Ally.

I kind of liked this new place. But i saw ally get a knife, and I reared.

What would she do to me or one of the other horses?

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 4

by Amy

I limped towards a beautiful, big, shady maple tree. I laid down in the shade of the tree and on the soft, grassy floor. My head flopped down weakly and tiredly. Before I knew it, I was asleep.

I dreamed about being in a nice, beautiful land, where humans couldn't find, or even see. It was a land that had other wild horses. Some grays, bays, chestnuts, palominos, and so much more! The dream lasted only for a few minutes, until my eyes popped open. I thought about the mean man, who threw a rope over me and whipped me. I almost reared up and neighed furiously just thinking about it.

Suddenly, I was startled by a clip-clopping of hooves. I got up, looked around and then I saw a black mare with a girl on her back.

I started to whinny in fright, as the mare started to gallop my way. I started running, but the mare was too fast for me, and she stood right in front of me and nickered a greeting. I started to squeal in fright. The girl took a rope and threw it over my head and around my neck.

"Easy there, girl. I won't hurt you. My name's Ally."

I was staring at her in the eye, trying to think of what to do, fight the rope, or be calm. I stayed calm until the black mare took a step forward and I reared up, whinnying.

"Calm down there." said Ally.

Now they were leading me cautiously to a farm called Lakehorse Farm.

She put me in a paddock and put the black mare with me too. I started to stare at something moving in the middle of the paddock.

"Don't be shy. Those horses are Tommy and Sweetie! This horse here is Raven, my oldest horse on the farm."

"Wait, I need to think of a name for you! Um......Lily......no......Pepper? No......um......STORM!! That's it! Storm!!! Storm will be your name!!"

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 3

by Amy

"Stop that, wild filly!" said the rider on Pepper's back. Pepper reared and then he started bucking. He turned around and he kicked me in the chest. I neighed in pain. I fell down and couldn't get up again because my bruised chest was draining my strength. Pepper started running, and I got dragged once again. The man said, "Pepper, stop!" And Pepper stopped. Suddenly, the rope snapped and I ran off.

The rope was still on my neck, but the end was half. When I reached a meadow with lots of green, soft grass, i rolled around in it, trying to get the rope off. Also, my bruised neck was hurting like crazy! I tried to get up, but I fell down. I laid there for a few minutes, and tried to get up again, but I fell down AGAIN.

Unfortunately, when I got dragged by Pepper, a sharp rock cut my back leg, and I was limping and blood was spilling out. I fell down and I laid there for two hours.

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 2

by Amy

Pepper

I kicked and kicked until I could do it no more. Suddenly, the horses started galloping and I fell to the ground being dragged. I tried to get up, but the horses were galloping so fast, I fell down again. Then the horses stopped and they stood in front of a huge sign that said, "Silver Lake Ranch". They started trotting into the ranch and one of the riders dismounted and untied the rope from the saddle horn.

He lead me into a big, airy stall and untied the ropes. He walked out of the stall, closing the door behind him. A few minutes later, he came back in and started putting a red halter on my head. I reared up, narrowed my eyes, bared my teeth, and neighed, with my nostrils flaring. This made the man run for his life.

A few hours later, a different man walked in with a rope and whip in his hand. He threw the rope over my head and around my neck. Then he started whipping, and chasing me towards the stall door. He opened it, and I bolted through. He still clutched the rope in his hand and he whipped me again. When we exited the stables, I saw three people standing by their horses, that were still tacked up.

"That filly is too wild. We should let her go back into the wild." said one person. Another person shook his head and said, "No. We must keep her. We must train her. We can't let her go now. First, we just have to teach her some manners."

The man that was sill holding my rope tied it to the paint stallion's saddle's horn. Then another person mounted and said, "C'mon Pepper. Let's teach this filly some manners."

Storm, the Wild Filly - Part 1

by Amy

Storm

I galloped across the grassy glade with my hooves thudding on the ground. I stopped and reared up furiously. That stallion was mean, bad-tempered , and SCARY! I was tempted to fight back! Suddenly, the stallion galloped over ad I tried to run away. But I stumbled on a fallen tree branch and I fell to the grassy floor. I tried to get up, but very quickly, the stallion reared up and then his hooves landed right on my soft, buckskin body! I squealed in fear and pain.

As I scrambled back up to my feet, the stallion knocked me over, and I fell again. Then somewhere in the distance, a white mare neighed angrily and chased the stallion away! Then the mare cantered away. I got up to my feet and looked around. He was gone! I reared happily and ran across the grassy meadow.

I stopped in time to hear some rustling noise coming from the woods. I slowly walked toward the sound. I walked until I saw horses. they weren't wild horses. they wore saddles on their backs and bridles on their heads. And they carried riders! I neighed in fear. I soon ran as fast as I could. But the horses caught up to me and the humans threw a rope around my neck. the horses planted their feet, so i couldn't go anywhere! I kicked at one of them, a beautiful chestnut paint stallion with bright blue eyes. I stared at him. Then I kicked again and again until another rider threw another rope around me!

My hoof got caught on one of the ropes, and I fell down. The horses trotted one way, back to their stable, dragging me.