My friend is dead

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It was a lovely morning, me and my favourite horse , Sparky, were having a ride around the big pound. We were having a great time, till I fell of the saddle. Good thing there was a rock for me to hold onto, but I couldn't hold onto it for long. My hands felt tired and my eyes were full of dust from the cliffs . When suddenly the rock brock, and I fell in the ice cold water witch sum how tuned green. Sparky swam to the rescue and brought me to shore. When I woke up I carefully approached Sparky, I sobbed when I found out Sparky was dead .

BY: Romasa Munir