The Story of Jonah
By: jonah12
Age: 12
"Good morning......you filthy beast!" those were the cruel words of
my owner John.
there were much more terrible words he's told me. i got up from lying on
the cold, hard ground.i didnt want to go with him. my name is Jonah. i am
an 8 year old black thoroughbred stallion with a broken white strip on
my face. he pulled me out of the barn
and threw a saddle on me without a blanket under it. he pulled the girth
so tight it hurt to breathe. he put a bridal on my face and tightened it.
it hurt so bad. he jumped on my back and kicked me
hard in the sides. i galloped he kept
whipping me, non stop.i galloped as fast as i could. but he continued to
whip me. by then i had enough i bucked and through him offf my
back. i heard a loud thump. i was scared. i now started to regret bucking him off.
he grabbed the reins. he whipped me till we arrived
home. he pushed me into the stall with my tack on. he left and went home.
sally a girl who rode at the barn saw me left in the stall
with tack. she called the police they arrested John. and took me to a
horse rescue. i was glad that john was gone. i was going to have a better life. when
i arrived at the rescue they took off my tack and cleaned my cuts.
i was bandaged up and they put me in a big stall.
i laid down and fell asleep. the next morning the changed my bandages and
fed me and gave me water. i relized how hungery i was. john hadnt fed my
in
2 weeks. for the next year they took great care of me and trained me.
soon enough i was availible for adoption. i waited day by day to here
the good news of a good person adopting me. i waited 2 years i began to
dout that i would be
adopted. but one june moring a young girl came in. " hey, Jonah, guess
what? im going to adopt you! her name was Makayla. i was so happy. and
they loaded me up into the trailer and took me away.when i arrived at my
new home i felt safe.
everyday makayla trains me and rides me. we go on trails with our
friends and i live a happy life.