Worried, was what I felt when a saw a wild
brown horse in the park, as I tried to keep distance I quietly stalked the creature. It was so
beautiful. Then I thought to myself... Should I touch it? Slowly I walked up to it and I reached out my hand and kept on walking towards it. As slow a turtle, the horse came towards me putting it's head down and letting my hand go on the horses head and I can't explain the experience I felt from touching the creature. After that day, I had a very
hard time trying to forget what happened and I wish I had a
camera.
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