Summer. It's a wonderful thing. The only flaw is, I don't have a horse to occupy it with. I hear about all these girls who were surprised with horses for their birthday or christmas. I, on the other hand, live in a trailer park with my single mother and I have no idea who my father is. I have no horse to love except I do have the dream of meeting Totilas the famous German dressage horse. Life isn't the best for me. I also, don't go to school. Now, you may think I'm lucky, but I don't go because my mother is a crackhead whore who only has a job at her law firm because she slept with her boss who knows how many times. I hate it here. All I do all day is read the same four horse magazines I've had since I was six years old, I'm now fifteen.
I heard my door slam open and quickly turned my head toward the noise. It was my mother. "Lacey! You stupid excuse for a daughter! I ran out of cigarettes! Go steal some from the Seven Eleven!", she slapped my face and pushed me out the door. I ran down the street and climbed up a tree in the trailer park's poor excuse of a park filled with garbage and what looked like blood-stained razor blades. "I'm tired of this. I can't do this anymore", I cried to myself quietly.
That was the day I decided to confront my mother. Bad decision.
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Iron Ridge
Short StoryWill this fifteen year old girl escape here current life in exchange for a new one? Will her dream ever come true? Meet Lacey, she has choice words about her mother who isn't so pleasant and has no idea who her father is. She has a dream to be with...
