It's been about 20 minutes and she hasn't slowed down at all! My legs grow weary of all the squeezing I'm forced to do. Constantly holding on, like my live depends on it... Whelp! I guess I'll just be more tired when I go to bed...
I swear this horse never gives up, if anything she's gotten more energy in the past 20 or so minutes. Even when she's a dark bay, she still shimmers in the moonlight. Brighter than the stars..
I feel her weight shift and she starts to slows to a stop. "I think I just broke her in" I whisper to myself. I start unclenching my hands, once she felt them off of her gorgeous mane, she reared.... THUMP. I landed hard on the ground but didn't get too hurt, this is why you always wear a helmet...
"Geez.. I think I bruised my tailbone because of you" I said getting up, rubbing my behind and looking at the quarterback prancing around the round ring. But I just smirked at her saying,
"Hah! Nice one, but I'll tame you someday horse!" I quickly got up and ran as fast as I could to take a quick shower and change into my pajamas. I look out the window to see the horse still prancing, taking her victory lap. "Oh, I'll get you good.." I mumbled to myself before going to sleep..
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Riding the Wind -- INCOMPLETE
Teen FictionBrooklyn Zindy - A 'normal' teenage girl who's family owns a horse farm. That's me, Brooklyn Zindy.. I know.. Weird last name..... I have a little sister, Katie. She's really annoying though and never calls be by my real name. She calls me Pony, t...
