I was walking behind my mother as she was riding a horse. It was in the evening sometime in the summer. My sister and father stayed inside to watch a movie, and I was drawn to go with my mother that night for some reason. Anyways, I was walking behind her and suddenly the horse began running down the hill we were on towards the forest and the creek and she eventually fell off him. At that point, I didn't know anything was necessarily wrong. I was not upset, but was in distress as I was only five or six at the time. When she fell off I likely ran towards her or approached her more generally. She told me to go get my father and I did, running back towards the house. My mother was walking the best she could towards the house, but I reached it first and told my father what happened. She had to go to the hospital as a result of the injuries and my sister and I had to sleep at my aunts for the night as my mother and father went to the hospital. That night I had the option of sleeping in the bed with my aunt, or my cousins girlfriend. I chose my cousins girlfriend and joke that I have been straight since that point in time, as if with pride.