When I was little, in a field near my home was a horse called Tommy. He was a bit wild and one day as my sister, myself and some friends were running across his field he started to chase us. I was the youngest and the slowest and had the littlest legs, I tried to keep up but I tripped and fell over. Suddenly from out of nowhere came a young lad who whisked me up literally from under the horses hooves. He saved me from injury and possibly worse. He later became a close friend to my brother and has been my hero ever since.
Today I learned that he has died very suddenly from cancer. It is very sad, I will never forget him. RIP Bob, my hero!x
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