By Frances
I stood up.
I started to brush myself off when I realised I was a horse and I was see-through!
This is great, I thought. Now I can scare Claire.
And I trotted off. When I arrived Claire came up to me and started to pet me and her hand went straight through and she fled into the woods screaming and was never seen again!
The End Through The Eyes Of A Ghost Horse
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