my mom always tells me I had a pony named blue jeans when I was little. I hardly remember it because 1. I was just learning to ride when I got him and 2. when I was 5 my dad took me to the city of new York where he single handedly raised me while my mom stayed behind to work on the ranch and take care of our animals. I lived the city life up until my 17th birthday. my dad got arrested for tax evasion and since I was only 17 I had no choice but to go live with my mom on the ranch I had no clue on how to ride a horse anymore since I can barely remember it from when i was 5. but I still had to go live with her on the ranch and leave my city life behind. so goodbye new York hello moms family ranch in hudson.
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Ficção Adolescentea girl named becca had a childhood horse named blue jeans she was 5 when her dad took her to the city and raised her till she was 17 her dad got into some trouble for tax evation and had to go to jail therefore she had to go back to her mom who stil...
