





by Haley F.
Missouri, KOZK
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THE SECRET GARDEN HORSE
One morning Haley was planting some watermelon when she heard a "Gallop! Gallop!" A white horse appeared to her. Even it´s mane and tail were white.
"Steady, girl," Haley whispered. The horse perked her ears up then stared at Haley. "I won´t hurt you," Haley said quietly. "You stay here," she said to the horse.
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