Livvie let our a whistle and a fat Great Dane puppy trotted over. “This is Jeda” she explains before limping over to Sunny. Taking a deep breath she placed her real foot in the the stirrup and hoisted her prosthetic leg over Sunny’s back. She softly clicked her tongue and mover Sunny into a walk. Suddenly her mind clouded with negative thoughts and the flashback she’d been having since her fall 2 months ago.
Flashback
Livvie sat astride the beautiful mare as they took the jumping course. One, two, three Livvie lifted out the saddle in perfect harmony with Tanna. She had the state championship coming up in two days. “Ok I think Tanna’s had enough for today” Lisbeth, her instructor called. Easing Tanna back to a walk Livvie patted her neck “good girl” she cooed. “Livvie” a raven haired girl, Sam, ran over leading Buggy the plucky palomino pony “there is a new trail I want to try by the highway. I figured since you were done you’re lesson we could try it”. Livvie nodded “ok sure but we have to be home by 4”. “Great” Sam grinned swinging onto Buggy’s back. The two girls burst into a trot and picked up canter. “Where did you say this was?” Livvie yelled as they turned onto the highway “Only about half a kilometre down” Sam yelled. Livvie had a bad feeling in the Pitt of her stomach. Something they call a ‘gut feel’. A deafening roar filled Livvie’s ears. A sick feeling filled Livvie’s stomach. As if in slow motion the truck skidded and Tanna reared before galloping, Livvie still clinging on for dear life. Then Tanna spun hooking Livvie on the barbed wire fence. Livvie Screamed in agony as her leg was shredded and snapped. And then she fell landing in a pool of her own blood.
