Clara's pov :
I was at my grandmother's mansion , in my room . My parents died 10 years ago , in a car accident. I was 4 years old. From then on , my grandmother raised me in har mansion. She is verry strict and wants me to be the ,, perfect pretty girl "
I don't have anny friends , and I don't go to school . I am homeschooled . My granny says that if I go to school I will befriend bad kids and that will ruin my life.
Let me tell you some things about my grandma: She hated mom , I don't know why. She hates horses because my mom leved them. She has long white hair and she keeps it in a perfect bun. She looks exactly like my dad ( her soon ) .
My grandfather died six years ago. He was the nicest person I ever met. He had silver-gray hair , square glasses , he had always a smile on his face. He had one blue eye , and the other was green. His skin was soft and light , like the milk. He was devastated by the loss of his son .
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Paint the wind
SpiritüelThis is my first book so please don't give me hate . Is about a girl and a horse and about their friendship. After the girl's grandmither died , she went to a friend and befriended a beautful horse.
