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Personal Narrative: The Talking Horse

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A long time ago in the mountains of West Virginia a man was strolling through the desert with his four-legged talking horse and a watch this watch was very special to him because his grandpa had given him that watch to him before he had died. Now he had treasured that watch for many years to come that watch was more special to him then his wife. That was the only thing left of me dear old grandpa. Hold on he asks the talking horse where 's my watch the man asks the talking horse responds I don’t have a clue he says I hope you know that that is the only thing I have left of my grandpa. The talking horse says why don’t we backtrack through the desert to our home. So they back tracked all the way back to their home like 30 miles away they had

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