My Horse Gate-Personal Narrative

As I walk home from school I can feel winter approaching on the small town of Georgetown, Colorado. As I approach my house I watch the the snow slowly begin to fall from the sky and the squirrels collecting their last nuts before winter puts them into their cozy trees. As I walk into the house I am instantly met with the smell of marijuana and whiskey. As I close the door behind my mother slowly arises and gives me the instant look of disapproval. My mother and I never get along very well but I never knew that today would be the last day I step foot into this house filled of disapproval and addiction. Walking out the back door with my luggage in one hand and a box of refried beans in the other I make my way over to my sidekick for the upcoming journey. My horse Comet has been my best friend for as long as I can remember. Whenever I can't deal with my family he always seems to have a way to make me feel better. "Comet." I said "The snow is starting to pick up, please be careful I can't imagine loosing you." I suddenly thought to myself I must be going insane. I'm out in the middle of the woods talking to a horse that probably can't even understand me, much less be able to respond to me.
As I sit down on a rock and enjoy a can of refried beans I see something in the distance struggling in the water. Standing up to get a better look I am able to make out a cow about to drown. Ignoring how cold the water is I begin to swim over the cow and try to rescue him. However, the waves were as strong as a bull and kept throwing me down. Comet must have noticed me struggling and jumped into the water to help out, because the next thing I know I was sitting on the side of the stream with two freezing cold animals lying next to