May 2009 Story Contest

The Stormy Ride by thehorsegirl 

One cloudy November afternoon in Montana as I came down the stairs with my boots on.

Mom said “Jennifer are you done with your homework?”

“Yes mom, I’m done. Can I go ride Beauty?” I said.

“Okay, but be home by dinner, or you’ll be mucking all the stalls tomorrow,”

“yes mom I’ll be home by then,” I said as I ran out the door with my coat.

Kendrick, my 11 year old brother, helped me saddle up Beauty.

Beauty and I left at 5:07pm. At 5:41pm, half way through the trail home, snow flakes started to fall down. I took Beauty to a canter. And petty soon I was in a blizzard snow 8 inches deep and it was 5:56 pm. Beauty slowed down to a trot kicking up snow every step.

I stopped by an old tree that fell down to look in my saddle bag. I had packed two apples and my gloves. I ate one apple and Beauty ate the other apple, before putting on my gloves and continuing my ride.

As Beauty and I rode around a corner, I saw a grey wolf following us about 10 yards back.

I calmly tock Beauty to a canter, then to a gallop. And the wolf was only three yards behind us.

When I saw our stables, I looked back and the wolf was gone.

After I unsaddled Beauty, I went inside to eat dinner.

When I walked in my mom sobbed, “Oh Jennie you scared me so bad, I thought you would never make it home.”

“You are going to clean those stalls, though.”

“Yes Mom.” I replied.

As I ate dinner, I told my family the whole story. 

The End