| Helpless Kelly, Houston, Texas March 27, 2002 [There was] a black horse with no head. I never saw the horse lose its head but he was running directly toward me without one. He was running as if he would run right through me. He was also laying in a parking lot wounded on the leg. There were other people around but no one knew how to or wanted to help. I was angry and crying that no one knew how to help.
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