A new hope
A/N This is my own writing the last chapter was a copy out of the book to give readers an idea of what is going on.
Disclaimer I do not own the title black beauty or the charactor Ginger
Claimer I do own the charactor`s Marybeth, Jacob, Jane, Dalila and Hickory
Ginger`s POV
After my last meeting with Black beauty I felt so alone again, like there was no hope anymore. Until one day I was out on the cab and I felt very bad, I felt like I would just drop and so I did. I woke up in a nice airy stable surprised I was not shot. My pains were so bad I wish I had been. A man walked over to me with a gun I new what was about to become, then I heard a sweet little voice begging to not shoot me. It made me feel a way I had never felt in a long time.
Then a little girl maybe ten walked to me and started soothing and petting me like my old masters did at birtwick park. Oh how I longed for them. "Father you can`t just choose what dies and what doesn`t" says she. "Marybeth you get out of here at once!"says he. "It is only a a dumb beast not a puppy". "Father spare it it`s life please"begging him still. "I am only doing what is best"he said. Then a woman walked in and told her husband to spare it`s life for a while and if it still suffer`s do what needs to be done. The little girl`s sad face was over come by joy.
And as soon as she ran out she had come back with some bran mash and soaked oats. Oh how it did my mouth good. Over the weeks I was feeling happy again. My spirits up and Marybeth would visit me everyday and brang me a piece of bread or a slice of apple. Three months after I came to this new home of mine I started going out in a carriage. I was paired up with a bay mare named Dalila. She was beautiful and noble looking, her neck was long and sleek, her legs stright and delicate.
As the weeks went by I got to enjoy going out on the carriage again. It was a new hope indeed. Me and Dalila became quick friends. We enjoyed working together because our masters were so kind to us. I became my old self again very soon. My legs no longer ached and my neck retured to what it was some years ago. I was now 11 years old, but still working hard. I would not do any diffrent for I did not want to get sold. Marybeth was now old enoff to ride me. I would only let her and her mother ride me because they were so lite. I loved Marybeth more than anyone I had ever known. I was doing very well indeed. My new masters who were no rich but very thoughtful and caring. I couldn`t have it better than when I lived with my masters at birtwick park.
The only problem is that I missed my old friend Black Beauty. Though I think I my have seen him in the park one day after we talked for the last time. But I couldn`t whinny or anything because I was in the carriage. I would have loved to talk to him and tell him how I had new kind masters and the old me again. But that was not to come. I enjoyed myself anyway. With my new found friend Dalila.