by Jenny, age 9

It was a Sunday morning when I saw the most beautiful thing in my life.

I was walking down a dark lane in the countryside. It was too dark to notice it there and then, but I knew something unusual was right in front of me, waiting to be discovered. I saw a blur of white flash across the field. I swung round to find I was looking at absolutely nothing.

I carried on walking down the dark lane. The white blur didn’t appear again, but all of a sudden I heard… I started to run as I knew something was rumbling after me. I didn’t stop until it was impossible for me to run anymore. As I stopped running, all of the noises and sights disappeared.

I swung round much too soon and startled myself. I was looking straight at it. A gorgeous snow-white pony was right there in front of me!