I make myself my own cookies. Done it since I was seven.
For most people, that wouldn't seem weird. But think about it. Really think. Your mom made you cookies all your life, didn't she?
My mom left ten years ago. I haven't seen or talked to her since I was five years old on my birthday. I am fifteen now. It's my birthday.
Yesterday I got a letter. It was from Mom. It read:
Lilian,
I know I have not seen you since your fifth birthday. I live in a great place now. It's a small island nation called Jorvik. I have four horses. Maybe you can come and have one. Bravedream and you would get along well.
-Mom
My father is abusive. Mom, come take me with you. I may dislike horses, but it is better than here, I swear.
Mom did come. And so now I am on a plane, flying to Moorland in Jorvik.
Bye, America.
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Silver
Short StoryA story about a girl who rebelled against her unfair father and rode horses, changing the lives of many. Filled with drama, a little bit of romance, and familiar Star Stable users and places, this story will have you wanting more. By Lilian Silverha...
