Hi everyone! I'd really like to start a shared story, like I'll do the first chapter, then someone else does the second! It can be a new character, or the old one! Please quote the chapter before you. Have fun!!!
I stood at the edge of the field, staring at the beautiful paint mare. They said she had been abused, and she defiantly looked it. Her once beautiful liver chestnut spots were chock full of scars. Her once white markings were caked with dirt.
Her eyes shone with past horrors. And at that moment, that's when I wanted her. We were at a farm, here to pick out my little ten-year-old sister, Lydia's, new pony. Millie, the barn owner, had taken her off right away, and mom had let me stay with her.
"Look around at the other horses, you might get one besides Creamy one day." Those were her words. Like I even wanted Creamy. Well, of course I loved the small, bratty pony. But how do you ever show with a pony that bucks you off once you get on her? I had to get the paint. Had to.
"I will show you what good humans are like," I say to her. "I promise."