Final Chance

'This isn't happening.'

Those were the only words going through my head as I looked down at the new shiny, copper name plate on my old pony's stall. Engraved in it were the words, 'At First Glance owned by Samantha Gravio'.

That should be my name on that plate, if it weren't for my parents selling my pony behind my back right after we qualified for Pony Finals 2016 in jumpers. That would have been my first time being able to go to Pony Finals. I turn 13 the day before Pony Finals 2016, and my barn doesn't let anyone compete in Pony Finals unless they're 13 or older.

I scramble out of the large, immaculate barn and hurry out into the gelding pasture where my old pony grazes. I search through the ponies until I see the gleaming, large, palomino paint pony. I crouch down next to his big, grazing head and wrap my arms carefully around his masculine neck.

"I will never forget all of the adventures we went on." I whispered slowly into his ear before bursting into tears again. I can't believe my parents, and I don't think I'll be able to forgive them.