“Roxi told me her daddy’s buying her a horse. I just wanna scream! I been wanting a horse for as long as I can remember and I ain’t never heard Roxi say she wanted a horse. It just ain’t fair. It ain’t fair at all.”
No one was around to hear my little tyrade. But the tears were stickin’ inside my throat. I couldn’t breathe and I couldn’t cry. I wanted to scream and I wanted to scream as loud as I could.
“I’ve begged my daddy to get me a horse but he says they are too pricey to feed. I tole him I would work and pay for the feed, I would do whatever I needed to if I could just get my own horse.”
After breakfast this morning I went outside to do my chores, my mind consumed with Roxi and her horse.
When I walked outside there was my daddy and Roxi, standing next to the most beautiful horse I ever laid my eyes on. My daddy was grinnin’ ear to ear,
This is your horse, Katie, and her name is Berty.”
I ran up to Berty, and hugging her neck, I cried like a baby. (200 words)
Photo Credit: Alistair Forbes
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