He Has Another Daughter???!!!??

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     Chapter 3!

He has another daughter!, He has another daughter?,   Anger built up in me he had another daughter but yet he left mom and I and never thought of ever coming back for us or coming back to raise HIS daughter, but here he is now with another daughter and he stayed and is raising her, and he loves and cares for her but me he couldn't care less about,     I guess this goes to show that he never cared about me or loved me and I was just simply something he did not want.. I was his unwanted daughter but she.. she's his perfect daughter the one he loves, adores and wants..

  I turn and walk away, Anger boiled inside me, I was angry that he had another daughter kept her stayed with her, took care of her, raised her, loved her, cared for her and adored her. But I guess to him I will always be the unwanted child, the one he never wanted.. I stop when I get to the horses pasture I bite my lip knowing I really need to stay away from them after what happened but I couldn't help myself and climbed up on the fence and sat on the top rail,   Looking out in the pasture I sigh..

  You'd think that after years of not having a father I'd  be used to the feeling of hurt from him, or that I'd stop getting hurt by what he does.. but I guess I'll never learn what he does will always hurt me..I couldn't help but feel a little hurt when I see he had another daughter not only that but a daughter that he kept, he cared for, loved and adored.. and me he just threw me to the side like I was a piece of trash.. He will never care for me he never has and he won't start now.. I couldn't help but feel a little hurt but I'm used to it by now I've been hurt all my life by him,, it doesn't bother me anymore.. at least that's what I tell myself.

 But I was also Angry at him more than hurt I was angry, I was mad that he would pick her over me, mad that he hated me, mad that he didn't care or love me, mad that she was the perfect child, mad that I was his unwanted child and just plane mad at the whole situation , I didn't want to be here with the man I hate, I didn't want to live on a farm with a bunch of stinky animals, I didn't like the country all I wanted to do was go back home to my mom in the city I don't belong here and I never will..

  I clench my fist as I think of all of this closing my eyes to try and calm myself down, Suddenly though I felt hot breath blow out onto my hand I open my eyes to see a horse right in front of me I jump startled and almost fell off the fence but I regained my balance and look at the horse in front of me, he was a chestnut, with a white stripe going down his face not blaze but stripe, no leg markings, he looked about 10-12 years old and a quarter horse, he looked calm and gentle, he snorts and nuzzles my hand I sigh pushing his nose away, I don't like horses anymore not after what happened, he snorts in displeasure and nuzzles me again I sigh and push his nose away again..

"Go away I don't want you" I told the horse, the horse raised his head  looking at me he snorting as if he was saying he didn't believe me then he pushed his nose into my  chest almost knocking me off the fence and nuzzles into my stomach I try to push him away but he wouldn't budge, I sigh giving up and start to stroke his nose softly.

"Your a stubborn little thing you know that right?" I asked the horse he snorted shaking his head not agreeing I laugh  as I continue to stroke his nose I move my hand up and scratch his forehead, he closes his eyes and hangs his lower lip in content, I chuckled.     "Okay I guess your pretty alright, But don't tell anyone I said that" I whispered he twitches his ears and snorts I smile with a chuckle as I continue to pet him.

"You know most city people are afraid of horses" A deep male voice spoke behind me I turn around still stroking the horses nose all the while to see a guy that looked to be about 18-19 years old, around 6 foot or so,  light honey brown really curly  medium length hair, bright amber brown eyes, tan like really tan I could tell he spent a lot of time out in the sun, great arm muscles, a great amazing toned and fit stomach looked like he had a 6 pack with muscle, he had on a cowboy hat, a white shirt, blue ripped jeans and cowboy working boots, he screamed 'Cowboy' but boy was he a Hot cowboy.    He walks over and stepped up on the first railing and leaned against the fence, looking up at me he smiles at me from under his cowboy hat.

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