Chapter 2

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When we walked in to Brookfield Stables. It smelled like hay and oats, And so did the office. It was like going into horse haven. There are a lot of girls waiting in a long line to know which room they were staying in. Once it was finally my turn there was a nice lady will kindly ask my name and how old I was. So I told her my name and my age and she told me what horse I would be riding throughout the year. She told me I was riding this horse named violet who's the black and white paint horses that she was in barn two. So we walked up to the barn and try to stole 32. She told me that I she told me that I was supposed to bond with her, so that's what I did. I'm guessing that she was about 15 years old but that was just the perfect age for me.

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