Madness of the Multiverse... Ready Player Press Start

This isn't A Game It's Real Life

My parents weren't ever the kind to care about me. I wasn't surprised by it; they didn't care a whit about me as a kid. Preferring to let Nannies raise me, and not themselves. They did spoil me though with toys as well as other things when I got older. I learn to ride a horse, I even compete with intent to win, riding is very interesting. I ran in the show circuits, and I was good. I am the youngest. I am the smallest and youngest of the show horse riders.

I do barrel and Hunter under Saddle as well as jumping and show trotting or whatever you call the fancy walking horses do. I haven't lost it yet and that's saying something. I look around for my parents. I don't see them. Then I see them. I practically had to threaten a fit of conniption to get them to attend. They're bored, I am sure. This'll be the last time I show my horse. Her show name is Black Betty Swan but at home I call her Bertice. She's patient.

She's pregnant or she will be I have the vet set to breed her with another champion. She is a red brown a dark red brown, I think it's called Mahogany Bay. She's a Morgan and she's 16-2 hands, and she is well mannered. I got her when I was 6, she was about 5 months old or so, she's large and very patient with me. We are competing, I am silent for a moment. I look around; I don't see my parents in the stands. They must not be here. I was silent as I look.

Then I was silent, I look at my father and mother. They came after I threaten a tantrum. I am 7½ now Betrice is 14 months ish. We're riding, I ran barrels, that led to me current state. After getting the fastest time Bertice rears up, I hit the pommel. I got off her, I fell down; I am in pain. I am in a hospital; I lost use of my legs. The doctor said it was temporary. The fall on my ass pinched a nerve or something. I go to a private school, so I don't have to worry.