hoof prints(finished)

new friend

I wrote this book quite a while ago, and I intend to rewrite it some time.

THIS CHAPTER IS NOW BEING REWRITEN. IM NOT TAKING IT DOWN DURING THIS TIME, BUT THERE WILL BE RANDOM NOTES AND CONFUSION HERE UNTIL IVE FINISHED SINCE I WON'T BE ABLE TO FINISH IT IN ONE SITTING.

Chapter 1

April Brown looked around her. She was

(yes I'm changing her name.)

She had long black hair and green eyes. Her skin was pale almost white. A door banged inside her house. The girl jumped and twirled around. After a second she relaxed and turned back around. Her house was in rather smallish town. All of the houses were the kind with orderly white porches and flowers in hanging flower pots and nice cozy fires inside with carpets in most of the bedrooms. All in all it was a cozy little town and most of the people who lived there were little old grandmas and grandpas. In fact, there was only one younger family and they had a baby named josh and a girl named Roxanna, and Rosanna was the girls best friend.

Just then, the next door neighbor, Mr. Henkerson, walked outside and greeted her. She jumped again.

"You're a bit jumpy today Miss Sarah," he said in an old friendly voice, while leaning on the white white wash fence that separated there yards.

"Oh I was just thinking," she said.

"Oh! Well, what about?" he asked, and then quickly added, "that is, if it's any of my business."

"Oh, I was just thinking about what a lovely day it is today," she lied.

"Well, I'd have to agree with you on that, " he smiled.

She liked Mr. Henkerson, but right now she wished he would leave her alone, or have to go answer the phone. She thought about telling him her mom was calling her to go inside and then go out the back door. But if she went inside she wouldn't get out again. She had told her mother that she was going out into the woods to play, which she was, (it was during summer break so she didn't have homework.) If she came back inside, her mother would surely find something for her to do.

"Sarah?"

Her brain refocused to the present.

"Sarah?"

"Oh, sorry, what did you say?" she tried a weak smile.

"Now I know that you were thinking about more than the sunshine that time!" he chuckled.

"Oh, it was nothing," she tried a more confident smile.

Suddenly Bingo (Mr. Henkerson's brown dog) barked. Mr. Henkerson laughed. He repeated the old rhyme about the farmer who had a dog named Bingo, except instead of the word "farmer" he inserted the word "Grandpa," as he walked around to the back of his house to feed Bingo. Sarah sighed a sigh of relief and was off of her porch in one bound and half way down the street in another. She was soon in the forest. She made a chirping sound like a sparrow, hoping to catch her friend's attention. She heard a neigh off to her left; at first she thought it was a stray horse, but then it come again closer this time. She saw something running towards her then she realized it was Roxanna. She neighed again. Sarah burst out laughing

"What?" questioned Roxanna...

"Oh, I thought you were a stray horse," she answered.

Roxanna smiled. "Well, I was horse from trying to find you," she joked.