Chapter 6

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The age.

As we galloped down the hill i was still wondering about it of course i should be curious every horse should have a name. So what is youre name i said. I dont have a name he yelled seemed like he yelled in my face. Hey dude i said dont yell in my face how old are you i yelled to him. Oh, i am sorry i didnt even notice that i yelled in youre face he said. And i am 4 years old. What i yelled i have been hanging out with a 4 year old.. I said after i said that a tear went down my fuzzy dry cheek. How old are you he asked me. I am 15 years old i said and good bye.

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