By Octavia B. age 10
# Midnight and the Apache
FORT
APACHE, ARIZONA 1881
Pa
came running. “M-Midnight i-is gone,” Riley stuttered. “They took him Pa!”
Riley said
"Hey
Riley, how ‘bout this?We’ll send out a search party to recover all the horses
‘kay?” Pa said.
"Uh-huh
I’ll go," Riley said.
“Good!
Good!” Pa boomed. "It’ll take a little while to get ready," Pa said .
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“Oh, pa we're never gonna get them. I can’t see them anywhere!” Riley complained.
“Wait, what's that?" Riley asked and pointed to something black in the distance.
“I don’t know. Let's go see what it is” Pa said.
As they moved closer they could tell it was a horse. Riley was the first one to notice it was Midnight. "Midnight!” Riley hollered. Midnight gave a labored whinny.
Riley ran over to Midnight and said, “Midnight what's wrong!” Then Riley saw what was wrong. Midnight was abandoned, sweaty, and gasping for breath. Riley caught his breath at what he saw. The apache ran Midnight half to death, Riley thought.
Pa and the rest of the unit ran right behind Riley, but Pa sent the unit ahead. “Pa can’t we drag him back please, please?”Riley pleaded, but deep in his gut he knew that there was no hope for Midnight.
The Apache knew that we were too close on his tail, so he had no time to put the poor beast out of its misery, Riley thought.
Pa let Riley have his say, but Pa knew, just like Riley, that there was no hope for Midnight. Pa offered Riley the rifle, but he couldn’t do it, so Pa did it for him. Riley never wept so hard in his life.
After that he turned his back on being a little boy. He forgave Pa for shooting Midnight, and forgave the unknown Apache.
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