A Runaway Horse
Lulawissie County is primarily rural in nature, and it is not uncommon to see a horse drawn surrey or a mule team pulling a wagon of melons. You frequently see folks on horseback riding in and out of town. But recently I witnessed a strange spectacle as I walked to Gas and Grocery for work the other day.
As I set foot onto the far side of the parking lot, I heard a young woman frantically screaming “Help me! Please, somebody stop this horse!”
I was awestruck as I watched helplessly as a beautiful young blonde woman was helplessly flailing around on the back of a runaway horse.
“Help me! Stop this horse!”
A crowd of people soon gathered and watched in a bewildered gaze as the woman was thrown from the horse, only to have her foot entangled in the stirrup as the horse galloped on.
“Will someone please help me?!” She was reaching out to the crowd with her outstretched arm, looking for that one Good Samaritan that would free her from almost certain death.
But no one moved. No one dared to intervene, they were too confused.
“Please, please! One of you, please!” She begged for our help. I felt compelled to intervene, but something told me not to.
“I don’t want to die!” she screamed.
Finally, a young cashier that was more than overwhelmed by her screaming came out of the Gas and Grocery and unplugged the mechanized steed, rescuing the young woman from almost certain death.
©2011 by Del Banks
More by this Author
Around the 2nd week of February (2012), I was at a point in my life where I was too tired and too much in pain for just about anything. I had no energy, my joints were always hurting and I was under a constant state of...
There is a reason that many cultures do not eat pork. Although it is a very enjoyable meat to serve, it is probably the worst thing that you can put in your body!
Having Gout is no picnic. The damage it causes is irreversible as you get older. I am convinced that how you live your life when you are young makes a physical difference when you are older.