Chapter 1

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                It all started when I was young. My family and I went to the fair we seen many animals but only one caught my eye. It was a jet black quarter horse. I always wanted to ride but never said anything. We sadly just walked passed the horse and I never saw him again. 


5 years later

              I am now 10 and still no horse, no lessons, nothing. I went up to my aunts today and she said she had bought a horse. A quarter horse. I was so excited. As soon as we got there I seen my aunt riding her new quarter horse down the road.


"Hi Hannah! Do you wanna Ride her?" My aunt asked excited to see me.

"YES, YES, YES" I said with excimer pouring out of me.

"No! You are not getting on the horse" my mom said with a mad tone.

"Why?" I asked my mom with disappointment.

"You are just not, and do not bug me to".


       I was so sad. My mom new I mentioned something about riding when we got to my aunts. I didn't understand. I got mad and ran out in the field and just sat there crying. I new I was born to ride. I just never showed it. 


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