I was munching grass in the field one day when I noticed someone walking up to me. I was scared at first, but then I relaxed because I smelled food in this girl's hand. She stood several feet away from me, and was smiling. I inched a little closer, raised my head, and gave a loud whinny. She stood there and waited for me to come closer to feed me. I finally ate the food from her hand. She stroked my mane, and it was nice. We were friends ever since.
