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led friend. I went to my special place so I could be alone, and cry.

ng a mother. I really felt all alone. I sat down on the bench by the lake. I

here crying not even paying attention to my surroundings. When

iful horse. There was no other homes for miles around. Who wa

nted to follow her, but I was scared. Instead, I went

there was no woman out at the lake. Had I just been imagining

se has? I needed to get a grip. So, my boyfriend left me, a

m. It's not enough to lose my mind over. This woman I thought

at woman was, and how her horse seemed so mystical. I knew it couldn't be real, bu