The horse that had to be sold.

“Oh, please don’t be sold,” June cried, I love you!” She was crying to Beauty, a horse. But the next day, Beauty had to be sold. Beauty didn’t want to and whinnied but somebody bought her. June’s father said that the buyer was mysterious. June cried until there was quite a big puddle of her tears. She stared into it. Something was different. She blinked. Her reflection was gone. June looked around. She almost fainted when she saw her reflection standing next to her. “You want your horse, do you?” asked her reflection. “She’s in the house.”
What house? June thought. She looked in front of her. An abandoned house, about eight hundred years old, stood in front of her. A black cat rubbed around her knees. She moved her hand and accidentally knocked over salt. She was forced to walk under a ladder. Something was telling her not to go in.
But she did go, and surely, there was bad luck. She slipped on a banana peel and fell into a trap. She knew that the horse had fallen in also because Beauty was fighting an army of skeletons. June tried to help but her legs were glued. June squirmed and squirmed and she finally got free. They fought and fought, but it was almost impossible to defeat those skeletons. They finally destroyed the army. A friendly vamp came in and helped us out. He changed into a giant bat to bring them out. “Thank you very much,” June said. “Goodbye” He shouted after June and Beauty, for he was leaving. June’s reflection arrived when she came out. “Did you buy the horse?” June asked. Her reflection nodded yes. “Good-bye” said her reflection. June and Beauty were reunited at last.

- By David Xie and Richard Stone

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