“52 Bizarre Moments When Instincts Told Them to Flee—You’ll Never Believe What Happened Next!”

"52 Bizarre Moments When Instincts Told Them to Flee—You'll Never Believe What Happened Next!"

I had a pony called Toffee. We often had kids come in our fields from the neighboring park. They would antagonize the livestock and horses, set dogs on the sheep, set fire to hay and just generally cause stress and damage.

We were told to stay away and ignore them and tell an adult if we saw them. The police often did nothing as the kids would escape onto the park and the council refused for us to close off the public foot paths through the fields, it was a true misery.

I went to catch my pony from the field and saw he was sweaty and wide eyed. I don’t think he understood for a moment that he was safe with me from this frightened look he gave me. I realised suddenly there were six people in the copse of our field. I was suddenly frightened and tried to encourage Toffee to come with me quickly.

Initially the boys ran, I believe when they saw how small I was and that I was no threat the group made way back towards me, the field was fice acres and this all occured in one of the corners. Three of them dropped their trousers and flashed at me. Keep in mind, I was a ten year old little girl who did not understand but had an idea what was implied.

In a panic I went to grab my pony but he was scared of them and backed away. One of the boys shouted “if you touch that horse I’m going to rape you.”

Toffee in that moment charged briefly toward them, I don’t know if it was fight not flight kicking in or he sensed my terror but it was enough to scatter the boys. I started to turn and bolt as fast as my legs could carry me toward the gate. One of the boys chased after me. I obviously screamed for my life and felt his hand briefly run over my hair before he fell over. I sprang the gate and ran down the drive to the barn where my aunt and mom were.

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