Chapter 1
The beginning
When I was, maybe, 1day old my mom had said
"Now I would like you to know that these horses are magic. Never lose or let them run away."
I never really knew what she had meant.
"Magic" is the word I pick out very carefully without even knowing it from magazines and books. Now my mom is dead. Before she died I was 11.
"Know matter what you will al ways be in my heart." She had said. I will never forget!
"Honey?" my father asked.
"Yes?" I replied jumping out of my reverie.
"You know the horses in the barn in the back yard?"
" No; well kind of. Why?" I said in inpatients.
"Well they …… they are... gone.
I remembered what my mom had said, I fainted.