I woke up to a strange dragging noise. When I reached the kitchen, I froze—the bottom half of our back door was gone, shattered inward. And standing on the patio was Oscar, our horse, with part of the door still hanging around his neck.
Oscar’s calm, never breaks fences, and the paddock was still locked. Something had spooked him. Then I saw it—movement near the tree line.
I grabbed a flashlight and found a young girl hiding behind a log. Her name was Kendra. About ten, scared, and alone. She had run away from home after another fight between her mom and her boyfriend. Somehow, Oscar had sensed her and crashed through the door to get my attention.
I gave her food, called the sheriff, and stayed with her until help arrived.
That day reminded me: even when life feels overwhelming, we might still be exactly where we’re meant to be. And sometimes, a horse breaking through your kitchen door is just the universe reminding you of that.
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