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 "Chase, could you come here for a second?" I heard mom call from the stalls around the corner. "Yeah, one second." I said as I closed Sprinkles stall door. I gave Sprinkle an apple cookie and walked around the corner. My mom, dad, aunt, and uncle were standing in front of something. "Since christmas is coming up, we decided to get you a..." She started, but before she could finish everyone moved to the side. I almost screamed, but held it in. The barn owner, was holding the most beautiful horse I'd ever seen.

She was a mare, and by the looks of it, she was about 15 hands. "Holy fudge-cakes, who's horse is this?!" I said excitedly, looking at mom. "It's your's, Chase!" She said smiling. She handed me a bright pink lead rope, and brought me over to my new horse. "What's her name?" I asked, looking over at Cheryl. "You get to pick." She said, smiling warmly at me. Maybe... "Ginger!" I said happily. Everyone smiled and hugged me. Once everything died down, Cheryl said she had to speak to me.

"Chase, I need you to be careful. Ginger hasn't been here long enough for me to test her, but your parents said it would be ok. All I know is she is a jumper and she is broke. Be careful." She said before handing me a hot pink saddle pad and a english saddle. I walk over to Ginger, and set her tack down. I grab her bridle and bring the bit to her mouth. She opens her mouth letting me slide the bit in easily. I adjust everything to make sure it fits. She had told me that she had already brushed Ginger, so I'm fine.

I put on her hot pink sadle pad and adjusted it to the right place. I tighten her gurth and stirrups so they fit me. I give her a horse cookie and walk her to the arena. She seems a little jumpy, so I have to be careful. I put my foot in the stirrup and climb over. I'm so happy! I have my own horse!

"Chase, wake up!" mom yelled in my ear. I sat up straight and rubbed my eyes. "What is it?" I ask sleepily. "We're going to the new barn?!" I asked excitedly. She nodded and smiled. I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom across the hall.

I did all of my 'things' and put on a white shirt that says 'I'd rather be at the stalls than at the mall' and a pair of black jeans. I raced downtairs and made some cereal. I ate and quickly drank some oj. "Come on, Chase!" mom yelled from outside. I pulled on my brown UGG boots and ran outside. Yay! I finally get to go meet some horses!

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