The next morning I was awoken early by the sound of grain being poured into my bucket.

I opened my eyes, and shot my head up. Hoping everything from the previous day was just a dream.

Sadly, it wasn't.

I walked over to my bucket, and looked at it. I sniffed the contents, and it smelled sweet.

I then turned my lead to the left, and saw Gem cautiously sniffing his grain as well.

When I turned my head to the right, I saw the old horse eating his mash.

Finally, I began to eat, I was so hungry. It tasted alright, I remember it being a bit bland.

The second I finished my grain, I heard a man come to my stall, in his hand was a halter and lead rope with a chain.

I swallowed my last bit of food, and the man put my halter on. After that, I thought that he would just hook the lead rope to the bottom like the humans normally did, but instead, he wrapped it under my nose.

Finally, he led me out if the stall. Whenever I got just an inch ahead of him, he would yank the chain.

The first time he did this, I felt pain in a place I couldn't see, so I reared in panic.

He yanked again, making me more worried, I thought he was attacking me.

Finally I was able to calm back down, but he still yanked on my chain, each time hurting worse than the last.

After what seemed like forever, we made it to a round pen.

The man switched my lead rope with a lunge line, and took a whip leaning on the side.

He went to the middle of the pen, and pointed. I didn't understand what he meant, so I just stood there.

I guess I made him mad, because he smacked me hard with the whip. That sent me into yet another panic, and I ran away from him.

I began trying to find an exit, so I kept running around the outside. I ran and ran and ran, just wanting an escape from the man who was trying to hurt me.

Soon, I realized that there was no exit, I was trapped. I wanted to slow down because it was no use running if there wasn't an exit.

I started to slow down, but at the very instant I did, he hit me once more, this time was much harder.

It quickly noted that I couldn't slow down, even a small bit, and I needed to keep running.

After about fifteen minutes, the man yanked on the chain, and I stopped, and faced him.

I was sweaty, in pain, and exhausted. The man bunched up his rope, switched it out for a lead rope, and led me out of the round pen.

We walked on the hard concrete for a bit, and then he led me to a matted area, just outside if my barn.

He held me as he turned a nozzle, and water started gushing out of a hose.

I wanted to run away, but my legs ached too much, so I stood there.

The man took the hose, and sprayed the freezing water all over me. It felt nice in a way, but I still didn't like it.

After that he turned the hose off, and then he took a squeegee, and rubbed the excess water off.

Finally we walked back to the barn, where he put me back in my stall.

He turned on my fan, and took my halter and lead rope off. It felt very good to get the chain off.

He shut my door, and locked it. I saw Gem look over at me and ask, "What happened,"

Before I could answer, the same man put his halter on him, and roughly put the chain under his nose. I already knew that he would suffer the same way I did.

Underneath my nose still hurt. My legs were trembling and aching, and breathing was nearly impossible with the amount of pain I was in.

I was only one year old. I was "trained" like this every week for the next year, and each time I hoped that I wouldn't have to go through this anymore.

But little did I know that this torture would continue on for the rest of my career...

A/N- Lol its been awhile since I've updated this... Sorry about that😂😂