Curiosity Chapter 1I killed Dayvie William Blake. Everyone I know says it wasn't my fault. It wasn't something I could have avoided or stopped, but they don't know the whole story. How could they? I have never told a soul the story of Dayvie Blake and what I did that caused his death.
My mother was always a passionate equestrian who grew up riding horses. Her younger days were filled with memories of the ponies she loved, owned, and competed with. As she got older she moved up to horses but life had gotten in the way of her taking it anywhere serious. She had stopped competing but still rode and from time to time owned or leased a horse here or there to get her horsie-fix.
Shortly before I was born she sold her horse at the time, knowing she wouldn't have the time for the animal as she'd be busy raising a child. She secretly was scared that the horse she sold was going to be her last. Having a child was hard, it would cost quite a lot to raise me right and that money was coming fro