UntitledA Story by Quinn W
The first time I saw you, my heart whispered, "That's the one," I say, gazing into his chestnut eyes. I lift my hand and slide it down his white-streaked nose.
"You ready?" I ask. His head bobs up and down as he whines. "I thought so," I reply as I grab his saddle and reins. When did you realize it was a horse? Just curious.
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2 Reviews Added on April 23, 2018 Last Updated on April 23, 2018 AuthorQuinn WSCAboutI have always enjoyed reading. It has taught me many things others just can't explain to you. It has also fueled my love of writing. I love writing short stories, they're my creative outlet, Mom would.. more..Writing
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