Haya And Flicker

• Mia Bagley, Grade 5
• Short Story
• 2018

Haya and Flicka

Galloping through the desert on four hooves trying to find her herd was a two year old mustang
horse called Flicka. She was a beautiful black horse with three white stockings. With the wind in
her face and the sand on her feet she went deeper into the desert. After a long time galloping and
cantering she saw an oasis, she slowed to a trot then a walk. She decided to stop and rest for a
bit. She had a drink then fell asleep near the oasis. While she was sleeping a passing girl decided
to have a drink. She saw the horse. She thought it was beautiful and realised it must be a
mustang. Then Flicka awoke. She saw the girl looking at her. Then she freaked out. The girl was
called Haya. She very slowly went up to the mustang and held out her apple. Flicka was very
cautious but quickly took the apple. Then she realised that Haya didn't seem so bad but she
decided to be careful around her. Haya gave Flicka another apple and while Flicka was eating
Haya carefully extended her arm and patted her. She didn't react like Haya thought she would.
After Haya had a drink she started to leave and when she did Flicka followed her! Haya said “Go
back you can't come with me! Find your family!” But Flicka followed her anyway. Then Haya
realised that Flicka wanted to go with her. Flicka lay down. “Are you coming or not?” Haya asked.
Flicka started whinnying in response as if to say “get on my back!” Haya decided to get on. Flicka
didn't even flinch as she got on! Flicka rose up and Haya found herself on the back of a mustang
horse! Then all of a sudden Flicka went straight into a canter then a gallop. Haya was very
surprised and screamed “Flicka slow down!” Flicka understood and slowed down to walk. “That's
better!” Haya said. Then suddenly she heard the beat of hooves getting louder and louder. Then
she saw it, a whole herd of mustangs! “ um Flicka?” But Flicka didn't respond, instead she joined
the herd which Haya soon found out was Flicka’s. Haya became friends with Flicka’s herd and
soon became a part of it. Every time they moved she rode on Flicka. They moved all the time to
find food and water. One day they saw a girl riding a horse. They had never seen her before. Haya
approached her. “Hello there, I'm Haya and you are?” “Oh hello! I didn't see you there. My name
is Georgie and this is my horse Belle. Nice to meet you!” “You too. May I ask a what you're doing
out here?” Haya asks. “I'm here looking for a herd of mustang. Belle and I were a part of it once
and always wanted to find them again.” “ I'm a part of it too. Welcome back to the family!” “I've
finally found my family again.”