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Post by Butterfly on Apr 13, 2009 15:00:49 GMT -5
Oh it's awkward
can you not see me
crying out on the inside
im feeling so weird inside Amethyst drove in her pick-up truck. She had a car, and an old pick-up. It was the one her dad gave her. The thing was white, with some dirty grey rust under-neath. Nothing to be proud of. The trailer in the back bounced about. Okay, she hadn't told Daniel she was coming. She hadn't even told him she was bringing a horse.
When she came to his ranch, she parked on the road, half on the road, half on the grass. She strided around the back, and brought Skye Dancer out. She whinnied and reared, happily, but unfortunately, Ammy had to bring her back down. She brought the horse to the pasture, and let her in with the sire to the foal.
She strided up to Daniel's door and knocked. She smiled a toothy grin, but closer it to a smile, no wanting to look stupid. She knocked one last time, and then rocked on her heels, waiting patiently. Oh please let him be here! She silently prayed and kept on rocking. All of a sudden she realized she left the foal in the truck. That was quite dumb!
Amethyst ran towards the truck and opened the back doors, the foal was only a few hours old, so she'd laid it on a blanket. She grabbed the little one and brought it up to the porch. The fily was silent, but looked up at her with big amber eyes. She stroked her head and smiled.
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Post by Butterfly on Apr 21, 2009 9:15:23 GMT -5
finished
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