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Author: Jemma |
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Date Posted: 16:09:38 11/03/04 Wed In reply to: Herd 's message, "~Arabians of the heart~ THIS ONE!" on 11:39:51 11/01/04 Mon She held a halter and lead rope in her hands. She lay them down and pulled out an apple form her many treats in her hoodie pocket. She sighed and wondered what she was getting herself into. She needed a horse badly and had wandered for days trying to find one. She breathes deeply, a bit nervous that one of the horses may attack her. She calms herself as she remembered it was like suicide to be nervous around a horse. She watched them prance and remembered her old arabian. She thought of how far they could've gone if her father wasn't so munipulative. The thought of her old horse dead made her sick, and she tried to put it in the back of her mind ofr right now. She sat upon a rock and whistled, hoping she could catch one's attention and earn their trust.  [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| Re: ^Young and Hopeless^ | Blood Rose | 13:07:24 11/12/04 Fri |
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