A Visit from a Friend

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Once I was out playing in my yard in Warsaw,MO. I have always loved horses and I was heartbroken when I read a true story about a young girl, about my age, and her horse had died. I was taken back to my younger years, when I was about 5, loving a small palimino pony that was foundered and even if it was mine,(which it wasn't) I couldn't ride it. Later I received the news, when I was about 9, that the pony had died. I was horribly sad. I was the only one that the pony had liked. Back to when I was playing, I heard a neigh, exacly like the pony's had been. I looked into the field and the little pony was standing there staring at me, with a sort of smile. I ran inside to get my shoeson so I could go see the pony, but when I came back, it was gone. This has happened to me alot throughout the years, but I am not, and will not be scared. Its nice to have a friend visit every once in a while.