I stood in the corner of my field keeping a close eye on two men leaning on my field gate talking. I had just gotten taken away from my mom who was a dark bay.

As for me I was a three yr old and a strawberry roan. I began eating grass. My past life had been playing with the foals in my old field and staying close to my mom's side. Hardly a adventurous life. I had been hear for at least a week now but I don't trust anyone yet.My name was Lucas but they changed it to Bulletproof and I don't even know what Bullets are.

One little girl is OK I suppose. Her name is Dana and I am supposed to look after her. She is my human. Her big brother thought of the name though. I don't even think SHE knows what Bullets are. A bit like me. I don't exactly like her brother. One of the men came into the field holding a sugar lump.

He was also holding something behind his back.I decided to not go but the smell of sugar was irresistible. I was drawn towards the man and lipped the sugar from his hand.He quickly took the thing he was hiding out and pulled it down my head.It was a head collar!

I pulled away but I wasn't quick enough.He clipped on the lead rope and led me towards the gate. I sighed. 'Hey Hank'(Oh the man is called Hank)'The arena gate is open'. I suddenly realised something TERRIBLE. It was time for my first training session.