The Rope is Fraying!

 

The horse thrashed around along the side of the barn, the hitching post that he was hooked to had broken and fallen in front of him. Every time he would swing his head or back up the whole thing would follow him, would start to panic.

            “Gina how are we going to get to him?” The young girl’s wide fearful blue eyes looked into her friend’s dark brown.

            “I am not sure Liz.”

Both of them jumped back and stood in horror as the horse and the pole it was tied to, start another battle. The horse had already started to sweat for the exertions, and every single time the battle happened both girls teased and tried to think with upset minds.

            “That’s it! Liz I am going in,” Gina gulped and headed toward the horse. She couldn’t stand it any longer. She loved that horse to much to watch him hurt himself without her trying.

            “Gina!!”

            Liz watched as her friend started to talk to her horse, her words were very shaky at first, but there was calmness in there that seemed a little soothing. Just as her friend got up to him, he began to fight again. Liz sucked in another breath worried now about both of them. Both could be injured or killed. The horse’s head seem to just miss Gina, as she stepped to the side or jumped back. It looked like some macabre kind of dance that seemed out of reality in slow motion.

            Liz could see that Gina was doing the best she could, she had pulled her pocketknife from her pocket, but that worried her friend more. There was more danger with something like that. Liz’s heart raced faster with each step Gina took toward her goal. When the horse lurched backward yet again, and bumped into the arena fence, she watched as her friend was almost taken out by the pole it’s self as it flipped side ways into the arena posts. Gina started to fall but caught her self in time to take a quick few steps back. Liz’s heart was in her stomach, she wasn’t sure if she could watch this anymore. She covered her eyes, but then uncovered them again. She didn’t want to see yet at the same time she did.

            Gina began to walk toward the horse and pole facing them at the front. Maybe this angle would be safer. That is when Liz heard Gina announce, “the rope is fraying!” There was delight and happiness is the words. Although there was still the challenge of getting this little drama over and done with, each step brought Gina closer and closer to her goal. The knife felt like an extension of her hand, as she reached out to touch it to the rope in front of her. Just as both of the girls thought that she would get the chance to cut the rope, the horse would fight once again.

Liz was getting dangerously close to the animal’s hindquarters now. But only Gina could see that. This sent Gina’s heart racing. “Just one swipe,” she kept mumbling to her self over and over again. Each moment that pasted was getting closer and closer to both of them possibly needing medical attention. Both girls worried about each other, had forgotten to keep an eye on the their own safety.

Fate had not though, just as Gina went to yell at Liz to move, the rope that had trapped the poor frightened equine, snapped. Releasing all the prisoners from a horrible destiny.