Post by Captain on Jun 2, 2012 9:12:25 GMT -5
Dear Diary,
It's a long time ago I wrote you.. A lot of things have happend..
In the past two months my parents both died.. They where everything for me.. I miss them so much.. I can't even describe what I feel now.. I hope they're in peace now..
I have to move on.. And that's why I'm writing you again.
I've moved to another island. Trying to forget my memories..
On the island are two people, my neighbour and I. My neighbour, called Fred, is an old man.. I guess he is over 90.. I don't know much about him, only that he is a very friendly man.. But today I saw another side from him..
I was walking with my dog. I went deep into the forrest.. I love the smell of trees and plants. When I was walking there my dog start barking.. I let him calm down and listened very carefully.. I heard something.. A horse? I walked very fast as I let the dog taking the lead..
I came nearby a shed.. It looked old and dirty.. When I looked through the window I saw a horse standing in the shed.. He looked skinny and bad, very bad..
After a few attempts I succeeded in open the door. What I saw there was awfull...
It was so disgusting in there, it smelled badly and there was that horse... That beautifull sad looking skinny horse..
I stood there, distracted.. But at once I heard something.. I turned around and there he stood, Fred..
He looked upset and angry.. 'What is this? What are you doing here?' he asked.
I explained that I was taking the dog for a walk and then the dog starts barking, I heard a horse..
I asked him what he knew about this.. He was the only man living on the Island so he should know.. He told me that this horse was false, he tried to tame it but he got bitten and came in hospital.. So he decided that this horse was agressive and he let him down in his own shit, without food, without fresh water.... Waiting for his death..
Something in me exploded.. I shouted a him.. I was so upset, felt so helpless..
He made his apologies but wasn't going to help the horse. In his opinion the horse was false and deserved to die. So I asked him if I could have the horse.. My father learned me everything about horses so I was determined to help this horse, to save him from a horrible death..
He gave me permission for trying to tame the horse..
I was so greatful! I haven't done anything with him today, just gave him food, fresh water and some clean straw.. It's a stallion. He had no name so I'll call him Akmanlai Inchedor, that was the name of the horse from my dad..
Fred told me to be careful, so I'll be.. Tomorrow I'll go to the shed again. It will take a long time but that's oke, I don't want to give up this horse! He will make it!
Dear Diary, I see you tomorrow!
P.s.: sorry for my english, I'm dutch.
P.p.s.: This is not a real story, just completely made up!
It's a long time ago I wrote you.. A lot of things have happend..
In the past two months my parents both died.. They where everything for me.. I miss them so much.. I can't even describe what I feel now.. I hope they're in peace now..
I have to move on.. And that's why I'm writing you again.
I've moved to another island. Trying to forget my memories..
On the island are two people, my neighbour and I. My neighbour, called Fred, is an old man.. I guess he is over 90.. I don't know much about him, only that he is a very friendly man.. But today I saw another side from him..
I was walking with my dog. I went deep into the forrest.. I love the smell of trees and plants. When I was walking there my dog start barking.. I let him calm down and listened very carefully.. I heard something.. A horse? I walked very fast as I let the dog taking the lead..
I came nearby a shed.. It looked old and dirty.. When I looked through the window I saw a horse standing in the shed.. He looked skinny and bad, very bad..
After a few attempts I succeeded in open the door. What I saw there was awfull...
It was so disgusting in there, it smelled badly and there was that horse... That beautifull sad looking skinny horse..
I stood there, distracted.. But at once I heard something.. I turned around and there he stood, Fred..
He looked upset and angry.. 'What is this? What are you doing here?' he asked.
I explained that I was taking the dog for a walk and then the dog starts barking, I heard a horse..
I asked him what he knew about this.. He was the only man living on the Island so he should know.. He told me that this horse was false, he tried to tame it but he got bitten and came in hospital.. So he decided that this horse was agressive and he let him down in his own shit, without food, without fresh water.... Waiting for his death..
Something in me exploded.. I shouted a him.. I was so upset, felt so helpless..
He made his apologies but wasn't going to help the horse. In his opinion the horse was false and deserved to die. So I asked him if I could have the horse.. My father learned me everything about horses so I was determined to help this horse, to save him from a horrible death..
He gave me permission for trying to tame the horse..
I was so greatful! I haven't done anything with him today, just gave him food, fresh water and some clean straw.. It's a stallion. He had no name so I'll call him Akmanlai Inchedor, that was the name of the horse from my dad..
Fred told me to be careful, so I'll be.. Tomorrow I'll go to the shed again. It will take a long time but that's oke, I don't want to give up this horse! He will make it!
Dear Diary, I see you tomorrow!
P.s.: sorry for my english, I'm dutch.
P.p.s.: This is not a real story, just completely made up!