So this one time......my family and I climbed up a very steep almost mountainous hill. At the top, there was a ruined castle. It was old. VERY old. And super worn down but also VERY cool. I love ruins like this. Anyway, I took lots & lots of pictures. LOTS. I also took one with my parent's camera....who knows why. When we were "walking" down the hill....we heard some bells coming from the other side of the hill. Suddenly, a horse & baby came running around, neighing, & doing everything that almost wild horses do. It was surreal. Anyway, we got into the car to go home, and I was winding my film.....yes, winding my film......and when I opened the camera.......there was NO film. None. I hadn't had any all day. None of the pictures I took were there. None. I cried. It was horrible. I felt SO awful. A once in a lifetime adventure, and no film. This is the only picture that I have from that day. It is my favorite. :)
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