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"Canter Cocoa, CANTER" Said Jennifer as she was squeezing the sides of her horse Cocoa. She's miss him, the barn her mother ran, but mostly Cocoa. Her friends would miss her too. Without noticing, deep withing her thoughts, Cocoa burtsted into a canter, nocking Jennefer of. "OW!" she said as her mom ran to the scene. " Are you ok sweetums?" She said. "Fine mom, but do I really have to leave?" Her mom sighed then said, " Honey, I know you don't want to leave,b ut son't you want a job? " she said after a short pause. " No, I'd rather stay" "You still going" Her mom said. Pouting, she brought Cocoa into the barn and soothed him. He was a crazy horse, yes but not an unteachable one, right? When she put Cocoa in his stall, she went to see Lily. Lily was her old pony, whom she still loved to visit. When she got into her room, her stuff was gone. Going to boarding school this hard for her. When she looked on the ground, a picture of her best friend, and crush, John, was on the ground. She nelt down and cried. "Why, why do I have to leave?" she sobbed toherself, wondering if her mom made the right decision. Outside the window she heared,"Common honey, or we'll never make it before dark." The ride was long and silent. When someone spoke, their was no reply. " Honey I know this is hard but..." her mom said before she was cut of,"But? There are not buts about it. I NEVER wanted to go." she said. "You father would've" Silence. The only thing i had from my father, was his neclace. He died in 9-11. I wished I could go back and save him. When we finally got there and I was settled in, some girls showed me around."You seem nice, smart, funny." one girl said. Jenifer ignored, her head drooping. When she went to bed, she didn't sleep. She kept looking at her necklace, that was...shining? When she finally slept, she drempt of 9-11 and her father. BOOM!!!! She woke up suddenly, to find out, she was at 9-11, and this was no dream.
To be continued...
- Title: The Girl next Door
- Artist: mikmik121
- Description: This is a story i thought of one night. I hope it's good.
- Date: 12/07/2008
- Tags: girl next door
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- mikmik121 - 12/07/2008
- In the first sentence it's she'd, not she's
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