high school adventures of an "edgelord"

chapter 2.

I woke up and found my mom making some blueberry waffles, homemade too, she probably understood my struggle with Cheerio being hurt. She walked over and put the plate in front of me and kissed my head then whispered to me, "Enjoy the waffles, ". I nodded my head and ate the waffles, they were very good.
Mrs. Robin said that I need to lunge Cheerio everyday for at least 1 to 2 hours. Oh well, whatever it takes to get her healed as soon as possible. I walked down to the stable and to see how she's doing and get her lunging gear on. I finished putting her gear on and lead her outside to the round pen and started out daily lunge.
Then all of a sudden, a random horse comes galloping up the field, it's running like it's being chased. I ran to the barn, I trusted Cheerio to stay there and not move, I grabbed one of Cheerios halters and ran over to where the horse was eventually going to run. I was wishing and hoping that the horse would let me catch it. "Woah! Shhh......calm down, it's alright, I'm not going to hurt you. " I said in a soothing voice. I steadied the horse and was able to get a better look at it. It was a blue roan made with scared eyes and heavy breathing, she also looked a little tubby but I brushed that off. I wondered what people had done, because she definitely isn't wild.
I grasped the bottom of the halter and walked her over to the round pen and hooked the lunge rope from Cheerio's halter and latched it onto the mare's halter and threw the extra lead line over my shoulder and walked her over to her temporary stall. I took the line off and watched her reaction to the stall, I wanted her to be comfortable and she was so I left her alone and walked back to Cheerio and latched the line again to her halter and led her into her stall. I backed up and paused for a second to see if I was going to have to break up a fight, but the mare and Cheerio didn't even make eye contact.
I closed the doors and ran back to my house to tell my parents. They didn't see any of that because the blinds were closed, so I went inside to tell them. "Mom, Dad?"

"Yes Melanie?" they said.

"Can I talk to you?" I asked.

"Of course, we're in the living room." They replied. So I walked in there and chatted with them until they asked me why I wanted to talk to them.

I said," I was outside lunging her and then I hear hoof beats. So I turn around and I see a horse galloping up the field, so I grabbed a halter and stood I it's path. It allowed me to catch it and calm it down. I got a better look at it and turns out it is a blue roan mare and her previous owners must of hurt her in some shape or form because she looked terrified. I think she was running away from them and didn't know where she was going. I put her in a stall, got Cheerio put up in her stall and that's all." I explained.

"Wow, that's amazing, but how are we going to know who her owners are, she's not a dog, she doesn't just have tags hanging around her neck!" My mom said.

I replied with,"I have an idea! Just post an advertisement and if anyone calls then we'll return her to her owners, but if no one calls then I will keep her as mine. I will also buy her tack with my own money, sound good?"

They looked at each other and sighed,"Fine, you win, but if someone answers, you have to bring the horse to them yourself, okay?" Said my dad.

I ran over to them and hugged them so tightly I think I heard a bone pop. I said joyfully,"Perfect, I'll go take photos right now!" I ran up to my room and grabbed my Cannon camera and my laptop. The reception isn't fabulous at the barn, but it's okay. I stuffed those items into my bag and headed down to the barn.