The Midnight Stallion

A mysterious black stallion gallops through the land every night at midnight. But he is not an average horse. There is something special about him. He cannot be tamed but he hides a secret. Something special about him that no one knows. No one has tried to befriend him. Until now.


11. Surprise

I wake up the next morning with a sense of longing. Last night feels like it was just a dream. But I know it was real. I realise it's 11:00am. I've had a long lie-in. Good thing it's the weekend. I drag myself downstairs into the kitchen and start pouring some cereal into a bowl. Mum comes in.
"Morning, Laura," she says smiling cheerfully, "Before I forget there's a surprise for you outside."
I perk up a little. "Really?"
Mum nods winking, "Go out to the field on the right, the one your room looks out over."
Feeling excited I rush outside. Dad is out carrying a headcollar and lead rope.
"Hey Laura. Your surprise is over there. I assume your mother already told you. I just brought it over. Been planning it for a while now. Thought you deserved it." he also winks.
I walk round towards the field and gasp. A beautiful black horse gazes back at me from over the fence with pricked ears.
"" I'm so shocked I can't get the words out.
"Your mother and I adopted him from the horse charity in the village. Previous owner treated him cruelly and he needed a new home. He's all yours." dad explains laughing.
The horse nickers at me and I carefully walk towards him. I fling my arms around his neck and hug him tightly.
"Does he have a name?" I ask.
"No, we thought you should name him." dad says.
"Midnight." I decide without needing to think twice.
"That's a great name. Where'd you come up with that?" dad asks.
"I don't know. It just sort of came to me." I reply dreamily.
Midnight snorts and nuzzles my shoulder.
"I'll leave you two alone." dad laughs before going into the house.
"Oh Midnight, you're mine. I can't believe I own you." I say to him.
He looks at me with his soft eyes. For a split second I think I see him wink.
"Hello, Laura." says a familiar voice.
"You!" I cry joyfully.
"Yes, I promised you I would return. This time I will never leave you."
I hug him tightly again and he rests his head on my shoulder. My stallion. My midnight stallion. A friendship that can never be broken.

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