The Horse who Could...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
An inspiring story of the bond between a human and a horse!

Submitted: March 09, 2012

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It was blustery weather and clouds hung low like aliens invading the sky. It was a bleak afternoon, though Sally was keen to ride. The ground was wet, sticky and covered with green slippery moss. Anyone who had a common sense would know not to venture outside. “I know!” panted Sally as she tightened the girth and continued to tack up Smurf her horse ready to ride.

Before each ride Sally would make a point of telling someone where she was going to ride. Though because no one was around she dutifully wrote a note and nailed it to Smurf’s stable. The note read “Left at four back by six, took the pond trail.” Because of heavy rains, it had been weeks since Sally had ridden. The trail was wet, slimy and muddy, but it seemed as if neither rider nor horse minded – because they were together.

Halfway down the pond trail Sally sighted a bald eagle, its head and tail spotted white and brown. The eagle glided high in the misty sky, emitting piercing screams. “Let’s follow it Smurf! It might take us to its nest.” They turned off the pond trail and followed the magnificent bird to an area known as‘The Ledges’.

Two angled cliffs rose on either side of the narrow valley strewn with large rocks torn by heavy rains over the centuries. No one ever visited ‘The Ledges’ because there was no distinct or safe trails to walk or ride on. Also it was barren and extremely boring for tourists because there was no real attraction, besides the ugly cliffs.

When Smurf and Sally arrived at ‘The Ledges’, the horse carefully picked its way through the rubble while her rider, sat scanning for the eagles nest. With the late afternoon sun lighting up the eastern bluff, Sally finally caught sight of the majestic eagle standing proudly on its cliff side nest, about 40m above the ground.

Just as Sally was about to turn Smurf around, unexpectedly the horse began acting up. Smurf whinnied, stomped her feet and bobbed her head up and down like a jack in a box. “What’s wrong girl? Is something out there” Sally said cautiously, she quickly searched the ground for snakes, then she squinted looking for any coyotes, wolves or mountain lions hiding behind boulders, but nothing.

Suddenly there was a loud rumble and a booming thud. A boulder the size of an oven was heading at a great pace down the cliff side. “It’s okay girl! Settle down!” Sally repeated several times. As she once again attempted to turn Smurf around, the ground started shaking like a monster that had been woken. A thunderous roar tore through the valley. Seconds later more massive chunks of the bluff crashed down the side.

Enormous boulders bounded into the valley, each weighing more than enough to crush a horse and its rider, it was a rock slide. “Hurry Smurf, hurry!” by the time Sally had uttered the command, a boulder the size of a television set tumbled fiercely down, striking Smurfs right front leg. Her limb buckled and she fell in a heap, pitching Sally forward. The girl was hurled onto a large slab of shale.

As she hit the shale Sally heard a sickening snap in her left leg. Wincing from the jabbing pain, she knew she had broken her leg. She lay gasping in a pile of dust with small stones scattered over her prone body. When she tried to squirm free, pain shot up her leg like a knife slicing through butter. Her ribs were so sore; Sally could hardly breathe let alone yell for help!

Sally craned her neck trying to see whether Smurf was hurt or even alive! With a sigh of relief Sally realised Smurf had found the strength to heave herself up and was standing nearby. Soon after she realised Smurf had a ghastly 30cm gash on her left leg! Trying to ignore the bleeding wound she painfully whispered “ I know you’re hurt girl but you need to get help or else we both might die!” Sally saw no movement except a loud, heavy snort and whinny from Smurf. Sally took of her fanny pack she wore around her waist and placed a piece of shale in it.

“Come on girl, I believe in you Smurf” she breathed. Smurf limped towards her and Sally managed to sit up and stretch her arm so it could reach Smurfs stirrup which was dangling in the wind. She grasped the stirrup and somehow managed to weave the fanny pack between the holes in the stirrup. Then with Sally’s last word of encouragement Smurf slowly blundered towards home which was a distant 1.6km away. The rock she had placed in the fanny pack was only ever found at ‘The Ledges’ so she hoped that her parents would know where she was.

Meanwhile back at the farm, Sally’s worried parents Darren and Emily were waiting impatiently for Sally return but with only an hour of daylight left, they knew something was wrong. “Sally’s always back on time” cried Emily as she fell hopelessly onto a pile of sawdust that was in the stables. “we better start searching. I’ll tack Silver up and you tack up Rainbow,” Darren muttered worriedly. Thirty minutes later it was 7:30pm and Emily and Darren were tacked up and trotting out of the stable complex when out of the trees, the blurry figure of a horse limped towards them. Lost for words, they realised it was Smurf, but without a rider. They noticed Sally’s fanny pack hanging from the saddle. Darren got off Silver and hugged Smurf as tightly as he could, removed the fanny pack and took the piece of shale out. “The Ledges” murmured Darren as he looked desperately down at Smurfs gashed leg. “Emily you treat Smurfs leg and ring the police. I’m going to go and look for Sally at ‘The Ledges’.”

Soon after help arrived and Sally was rescued. As for Smurf, his leg was treated and he enjoyed a well-earned bucket of food and a biscuit of hay! A hero’s meal!


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