LOST Part 1

by Rayna
(Mesa, Arizona)

This is Ceder

One cold stormy morning, I was woken up around 3 in the morning by the sound of a truck starting. I peeked out my window and found a truck with a horse trailer driving off!

I slipped on my boots, got on my motor scooter and followed the truck for about half an hour until they stopped at an alley way. There I climbed into the horse trailer,and there was my horse Ceder! "Ceder!" I quietly exclaimed. She nickered softly. I stroked her head and smiled at her kissing her nose. Suddenly the doors flew open,and I hid behind her.

"Oy! This one'll make a quick buck!" A teenage boy laughed. I gasped. Suddenly I let out a very weird sound. it was a mixture between a scream,a cry, and a hiccup. "What was that?" The boy asked. He smacked Ceder on her rump and she moved. And there he was. A smoking teenage boy glaring down at me.

"Aye Boss! Gotta stowaya' down 'er" an old man that smelled of tobacco and grease stepped into the trailer pushing Ceder away. "Aw." The old man laughed. "It's a lil' girly! Ha. Probably' commin' afta' her' here horsy'!" The guy and the boy both laughed. "Hope she likes mud!" laughed the boy. "I bet that lil' girly dun even know how ta' ride!" I stood up furiously.

"Shut up! I do too know how to ride! You two are just a bunch of sorry losers who like torturing horses!" Wow. did I just say all that? "Woa kid." The boy said. "You sure talk alotta smack for a city slicker!" The boy and the man both left the trailer laughing and they slammed the door shut and locked it.

"Oh Ceder! What do we do??" I asked as I began to cry. Ceder nickered again and nudged me. I hugged her neck and smiled.

LOST Part 2

by Rayna
(Mesa, Arizona)

This is Cedar

As the truck squealed to a stop, the doors opened. "Oy! Girly! Getcher lil piggy tels outta there!" The teenager laughed signaling me. "No" I whispered in a high pitched voice full of fear. "Err. I sed, Gettow a dere!" He said again this time glaring. "No!" I exclaimed. "Not without Cedar!" The boy knew I was testing his patience. "I SED GETTOW! NOW!" The boy yelled. I slunked back behind my horse. "Dun make me come in der and getcha." The boy threatened. At this point I was crying.

I slowly emerged from behind Cedar. "What are you doing with my horse." I said as I stopped. "So cute. Oy Mitch! Ya hear dat? 'What ta doin' wit ma horse!' That lil city slicker dunno whats hers and whats ous!" "Oy. I bet she can't even tell a geldin' from a mare!" The old man laughed. The boy grabbed my arm and yanked me out. "No! Cedar! Please!" I exclaimed grabbing her halter. "Leggo!" The boy demanded yanking me out of the trailer. "Now go muck da stalls. an' do it right!" The boy demanded shoving me in the direction of a small smelly old stable. I was frightened.

What would happen to me? and worst of all, what would happen to Cedar!