Harvest moon
Hi this is a story not appropriate for those who are about to read this it is a story about me when I first moved into a farm once owned buy a now dead guy.
We met when I was a child and we were on a trip to the country. I wondered off from my parents and ran into an old man how owned a farm he let us stay with him to get the whole farm experience. When we left we swapped addresses and wrote to each other and when his letters stopped coming I went to check things out. It turns out he left the farm to me so I went to visit the town's folk and the next day the cow and sheep guy came to my house to give me a horse and from my point of view that was a nice jester and it seemed like a pretty good horse so I excepted it I probable should have been more suspicious why would someone give away a horse to a complete stranger but it was to late I excepted it.
The next morning it started to happen. When I stepped outside the farm was in ruins, my bee hive was smashed and my chicken coop was upside down. There was a piles of wood every where and when I managed to get into the village there was no damage so I knew it wasn't a storm. It was probably some punk kids playing a prank.
I just remembered the horse at this point, witch I named chocolate, so I rushed back to the farm and the horse was fine like he wasn't even the least bit worried what was going on. After the word got around of what happened to my farm people came to help me out but it kept on happening day after day and then my horse ran away and every thing was fine and then the lumberjack came to my house and complained that my horse was destroying his land and he wanted me to go get it. I went to get my horse and the next day my farm was once again in ruins and Chocolate ran away again so I posted a notice at town square that said:
To whom this may concern,
A menacing horse has run away from my farm his name is Chocolate but he dose not come to it. If you see him you can have him no gold necessary.
A couple days passed and then the doctor came by and yelled at me for releasing a possessed horse on their peaceful town. So I told him that it wasn't me it was the cow man that gave him to me. The word spread around town in less than a day and we formed a mob and marched down to his house with the horse and he wasn't home so we released the horse in his house and left a note saying leave town by morning or else your going to regret ever being here.
To be continued…