My fall

I was riding my horse, Ella, for the first time in my pasture. I kept a pattern walk a circle trot a circle, and all of the sudden she started bucking I was trying to pull her back but I was also squeezing with my legs to hold on but I forgot I had my spurs on. So she ran straight into the wooden fence (oh and I was screaming bloody murder just to let you know.) I fell over the fence and my dad came running the fall knocked the wind out of me and I had landed on my ribs. So my dad took me to the hospital and it turned out I had brused my ribs and I was bleeding from my kidney a little bit. Now i'm still afraid to get back on my horse. My dad got me a trainer to help me but I still had some accedents. Now my trainer moved to Montana. People are still helping me get over my fear. But i'm still afraid. I will always love horses. And hopefully I will overcome my fear and ride all the time again. I've been around horses my whole life. I got my first pony when I was 2 years old and I out grew her and sold her. I had her for 8 years.
                                                                             ~ Emily