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It's raining... horses?

6/2/2014

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The story I have written below is based on a true event. Read the story first, then I will explain how much is factual, and how much is imagined. The story is written from a toy horse's perspective. 

Hi there! My name is Midnight. I'm going to tell you my story. So as not to bore you, I will skip to the moment in time that I was brought out of my packaging. I was promptly named Sparkle. I soon learned that my new owner was a girl named Ava. I think she was about four years old. 

For several weeks I lived in Ava's toy chest, occasionally being dug out to be ridden by her dolls. One day, Ava's mom Shelby opened the toy chest. To my surprise, she pulled me out of my seat in the Barbie car, and hurriedly tossed me into a backpack. I landed on the scratchy bristles of a toothbrush, then bounced into a comfy nest of pajamas and socks. Squiggles Slinky and Bob D. Ball landed in a similar fashion, with the exception of Squiggles' coils being caught in a half-buried hairbrush. A rip in the backpack allowed me to observe everything happening around me. Bumping along in the car next to Ava was not very exciting.  However, once the backpack was slung out of the car and onto Mommy's back, the happenings outside my 'window' became quite interesting.

 First, we went into a building which had a sign that read "Eppley Airfield." Inside, there were people everywhere! The people were all shapes and sizes, but the one thing they had in common was that they were all in a hurry! Mommy held Ava's hand as we slowly ascended the escalator. I could almost feel the tension mounting as we aproached the scanners. Daddy helped take Ava's shoes off while Mommy rummaged through her purse, trying to remember where she had stashed the liquids bag. All of a sudden, my window became dark, and I couldn't see anything. I must have fallen asleep, because when I woke up, Ava was bawling, while Mommy and Daddy tried to fasten a band-aid onto the skinned knee. I heard Mommy ask "Do you want me to get a toy from your bag for you?" Ava gulped and nodded. The zipper was opened, and light flooded into the backpack. Before I could say peanut butter, Ava's sweaty palms were tightly clutching me. 

An hour later, she still had a tight grip on me as she trotted down the jetway. Ava must've forgotten that she was still holding me, because her grip started to loosen slightly when we approached the airplane door. With all the jostling of people trying to get onto the plane, I fell unnoticed into the door's track. Even as I lay in the cold metal groove, I was quite confident that Ava wouldn't forget about me. It wasn't until the door rolled onto the tip of my tail that my faith in Ava wavered. The engines started roaring, the wheels started moving, and with a lurch we were airborne. Only the very tip of my tail was caught in the door, so the rest of my body was bobbing alongside the giant aircraft. Soon the gentle bobbing turned into a more violent thrashing. I vaguely heard the crackle of a speaker as the flight attendant spoke. "Due to turbulence, please fasten your seatbelts, and return your seats to the upright position." 

One particularly unruly gust of air picked me up, detached me from the plane, and threw me into the unknown. Hurtling toward earth at an incredible speed felt amazing, though I was apprehensive about where I might land. I shouldn't have worried. I landed on a tree branch, unhurt. I think it was an apple tree, because of all the bug eaten fruit on the ground. Also under the tree was a woman reading to a girl of about eight or nine. The girl fidgeted restlessly on the edge of the hammock. A breeze stirred through the branches, gently loosening the tree's grip on me. Plunk! I lay at the girl's feet. "Mommy, Mommy! Look what fell from the tree! I think I'll name him Midnight." 

From that day on, I sat in the place of honor on her dresser.

Midnight sure had an exciting adventure, didn't he? I don't know the real story of how Midnight came to be in the tree, but I was the little girl that sat in the hammock. I hope you enjoyed the story!
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