True Story

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When I was a young boy my father got me a horse, we were very wealthy, and i lived a pretty sweet life. I named the hore Geoff after my friend who died 2 years before. Me and Geoff whould ride all day, the one day a stranger came up to me

"Nice horse..." he said

"Thank you ." I replied

"Dose it play guitar ?" he asked

"Of course not," I laughed, "it's a horse!"

The man got angry and walked away, and I just forgot about him, and rode away.

The next day, it was foggy in london, i stayed inside I Spy was on so i watched that. Alll of a sudden i heard a shot. It rang out throughout the house. We ran out to see that the man from yesterday, had snucked in and shot and killed poor Geoff. My father tried to stop him but he jumped away. We never saw him again. And when i stood next to m horse's dead body, it is then that i found God...