Intro

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Thank you so so so much for looking at this book! This is the intro so please tell me how you like it and please vote on it if you do. I hope you like it! Enjoy the read😘

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Isabella's POV
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I close the barn door with much effort because the wind really wants to keep it open. Hearing a loud crash, I whip around to find Freedom frantically trying to get away from...everything. Freedom screeches and pulls at the lead I tied to a wooden pole. I run over to her and try to calm her down.

"Woah! Easy girl! Shh shh! Calm down.  It's just a storm... nothing to be scared of. It's okay, sweetie...." I coo Freedom as I rub her neck softly.

Her whines grow quieter until she finally stops. I sigh and lead her into her stall. I take her saddle and bridle off of her then her lead and halter. She snorts and starts eating her hay like nothing happened. I laugh at her when she throws some hay into the air. Atta girl. I run my fingers through her smoothly brushed mane and sigh. Just if there was nothing to be scared of...

Her copper coat is crusty with caked on mud and her tail has cockleburs in it. Oh what a pain... I walk over to the shelf with all of the grooming supplies on it and pull out the brushes, along with a treat for her. I slowly walk into her stall and start to brush off the mud.

Freedom was doing fine until suddenly thunder sounds outside, sending her into a frenzy. She screeches and stands on her hind legs, throwing her front hooves everywhere. I grab my head and duck so she won't hit me, but unfortunately for me, she hits my back with a powerful blow. I scream in pain and fall to the ground.

Holy Mother of Freedom! This hurts so bad! I need to get up before I get trampled! Come on, get up you idiot!

I block out the pain and jump out the stall window in one fluid motion. Wow! I just did that! I fall face first into the mud and roll into a puddle. The rain pelts me as I lay there, my pain coming back too.

My eyelids become droopy and I can't move. I can only lay there and watch as as lightning strikes the barn. My eyes close further and as they close, I see a faint orange glow coming for inside the barn.

Is that...fire?

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Grayson's POV
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I walk into my small apartment that I share with my alcoholic father. The lights are off except for the tv that is muted, while my father is passed out on the couch. I snicker at what I see and take off my hoodie, laying it on the dining room table. Dang, I've a had a crappy day...

I can't believe I got fired for being five minutes late!

I open the fridge only to find beer...seriously? I just went to the grocery three days ago! I look over to my father who is still passed out and then sneak into the bathroom. I find the loose tile on the floor and very quietly pull it out, revealing a small tin box. I open it, expecting to see the money I keep for food to be neatly stacked as always. But this time I see nothing.

"You seriously thought that you...you could hide it from me?!" I whip around to see my father, almost too drunk to stand, take a swig of a newly opened beer.

He found it! He freaking found my money and used it to buy more beer! My blood boils at the thought of him taking my hard earned money and using it to kill himself with that crap! I clench my fists at my sides and push past him, running into my room and locking my door in the process.

The need to strangle that man grows every day...

Give me the strength.

I need to find a job before he runs out of beer...when he runs out of beer, you better run out of the house.

So...that's the introduction to my new story!! How'd you like it?? I want y'all to know that I have a life and can't have a new chapter every single day. So don't expect one. I will try to have one out every well though.

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