By Lacie
When I was younger I was terribly afraid of the dark. It was my worst nightmare. I would have to sleep with a night-light. Nothing in the world scared me more.
Anyways, I had a pigmy goat and he had to eat morning and night. One day, I had forgotten to feed Rocky. It was late and it was also dark. My mom asked if I had fed Rocky and I said no. I didn't think it was that big of a deal since he had a lot to live off. She told me to go and feed him and I was absolutely terrified.
I went out and I was halfway to our little goat kennel when my imagination started to get the better of me. I heard the bushes rustle and I started to run. It seemed like days to get there because I was so scared but I finally made it. I fed him and then ran back into the house as fast as I could. That night helped me get over my fear.
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