Hope and Dreams - Part 1
*This story is not real.
It was a cold stormy September night. I sat in my room, gazing out my window. I scanned the backyard. The grass had turned brown and muddy, I could hear the rain falling onto the shed roof.
"Ayla, dinner time!" My mum yelled up the staircase. I joined her for dinner.
"Do I have my riding lesson's tomorrow?" I asked as I munched into my steak.
"Yes, and your instructor told me she would be assessing you." Mum replied.
"But I am already in the top class! If I pass tomorrow, I get to join pony club. But I have to have my own horse." I said glumly.
"Well I guess you will just have to stay where you are. You know that getting your own horse is out of the question."
"I know mum." I sulked.
After dinner, I sat on the couch and read a book while mum did the laundry. The rain became heavier and soon it started hailing. Suddenly, I heard a loud whinny and a loud thump. I threw my book down and ran outside. I couldn't believe what I saw! A black stallion was lying on the other side of my backyard, bleeding from her legs! I rushed over to her.
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