This is my life, this is what it has come to, what will it be now?
  I sat staring back at the honey orange light hit the white walls of the old house. I felt nothing, life was dull without anything to do. I was a worker, someone who couldn't stand doing nothing.
   I felt a wetness swell from my eye and let it linger down my cheek, not bothering to wipe it away. How did it come to this, why, why me?

*Flash back*

Hi boys! Did ya miss me? I said excitedly skipping and twirling as I made my way to them. Camino nickered and jack tossed his head in his own wacky way of greeting.
I greeted them both and kissed Camino on the cheek before making my way to my new horse.

*End of flashback*

I was starting to feel better, starting to feel whole again. I gave him my heart, but he tore it apart, ripped it to shreds and stomped all over it. My horse, the one that was supposed to put me back together again, shattered me even further, and set me back farther from being remotely okay again.
    He gave me scars that will never show and never fade, and a fear that has still not gone away. The fear for ones life is a strong one, and I hope to never go through that fear of him and life itself ever again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sincerely,

                 ~RoaringRiver~