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Post by Amanda Greenwind on Jun 6, 2011 20:38:56 GMT -8
If she can't ride a horse and if she doesn't even have a horse why in the world is she even out in the Pastures? Well even though it was a bit nippy out with it being close to six o'clock and all she was out enjoying the peace of the day. Sitting in her wheel chair she fiddled for a moment with her blue jeans before leaning as best she could against the fence that ran around the area. Her eyes looked forward as she watched three bay mares grazing out in the pasture. A smile firm on her lips as she watched them. The sun was warm on her back as it hit against her white and blue striped shirt. It was a long sleeve shirt so she was warm in the chill of the evening if she got hot she could always take it off and then her simple plain white one would be see able to the world around here.
"Oh what I would give to be like you." She then said out loud believing herself to be a lone. She was talking to the horses as they all lifted there heads before galloping around the area looking as if they where playing tag. Someone walking by might take it that she was talking to them, but if they where there she didn't notice them. Her eyes where forced on the mares that where once again grazing on the grass at their hooves. Leaning back in her chair she folded her arms across her chest as she sat there relaxing. She probably should have been working on her history work, but she didn't want to. She wanted to just watch the horses. She could however pull her book out of the hot pink bag she had hanging over the side of her chair and read it while she was out there. As much fun as that didn't sound like she deiced that, that was better then just watching the mares. At least she thought so until one of them kicked out at the other and the two started to fight. "Hey you two stop don't hurt each other!" She yelled at the horses who stopped and just stared at her. The third one was on her way over towards Manda by the time she had stopped the two from hurting them selves. She had no idea what they had been fighting about, but as she noticed the other mare coming towards her she smiled again. Reaching out her hand she felt the soft skin of the bay mare under her hand and she spoke softly. "Hey there what are you doing beautiful?" After she spoke she kept on rubbing the mare's nose hearing a whinny after she spoke she wondered if she understood her and was trying to tell her what was the matter.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Jun 6, 2011 21:36:06 GMT -8
w e p l a y p r e t e n d [/i][/size][/font]  you're just a c a n n i b a l - - - *andi'mafraidiwon'tgetoutalive[/b] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/center]
The evening was a bit chilly as the wind blow a little. Brian was dressed in a off white long sleeve shirt and a pair of black khaki pants. He had come to the stable to just look around and maybe clear his mind. He was down these days because it was close to his mother's death. It had long ago but it still burned fresh in his mind like it had happened yesterday. He missed her so much. It was like she had been the only one that got him. He taking her own life had just broke his heart. He felt the tears form in his eyes, but he didn't hide are brush them away this time. He was alone as he walked through the stable yard; so he let them come.
He was always one to hide his feelings and bottle them up until his breaking point. And with Payton he had finally hit his breaking point. He was only trying to look out from his cousin, but she just got mad at him. He couldn't understand why she couldn't understand that. His sadness now turned to anger. She was such an ungrateful b.itch. But before his thoughts could go on a yell broke the silence around him. He looked around and saw no one. It sounded as if had come from the pastures. He dried his eyes and face and headed to find out who was yelling. He jogged and soon found a blond girl in a wheelchair. He slowed to a walk.
She was petting a bay mare in the pasture. She didn't hurt, but he didn't see anyone else around that could've yelled. So he walked over to her. He cleared his throat as he came up beside her so he wouldn't scare her. 'Are you ok, miss? I heard someone yell.' His voice deep and Brod like always. He smiled down at her and leaned against the fence.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - i sincerely hope that Amanda replies, otherwise this is a waste of 325 words. it was made by q u i n n i e t h e p o o h. well, kids, we've quoted a n i m a l b y n e o n t r e e s. and Short, but didn't really know what else to type. xP
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