Hildis life

by Elizabeth Newton

As a child I always went to see my gran every weekend until my dad and mum split up so we went every other weekend.

Hildi was the best horse ever and the one I loved and rode. At one point my sister had to ride another horse there, Petal.

Because we were almost home from a ride we did a trot which was my first ever time. We always had so much fun on the farm.

It all changed when she died. My gran wasn't going to tell me but it was one time when we went down and I couldn't see Hildi in the feild and she wasn't in her stable so I had to ask.

I found out she had passed away and it was no fun after that day.

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