July 2009 Story Contest

The Magic Horse   by Catstem

    I was so excited because I, Annie Cantarson, had finally earned enough money to buy a horse. I had earned $741 working on my dad's farm. I fed the chickens,collected the eggs, milked the cows, cleaned my dad's horse, Baino's, stall, gave him a wash, curry combed, brushed, and picked his hooves, and fed the pigs. Now I could have a horse of my own. I skipped merrily along the path to Ranna Stables, daydreaming about the horse I might soon have. Maybe a palomino, or a paint, or a pinto! I wouldn't know until I found it. As soon as I got to Ranna Stables, I ran into the little house my friend Lola Stevens lived in. Her mother owned the big white and blue thick wood stable. It was called Ranna Stables because Lola's mother's name was Ranna. I knocked on the door and Lola's dad kindly led me inside.

On with my story:
   "Would you like some tea?" he asked me. "Or cookies and lemonade?" I sat down on the blue couch that had a light red design. The small wooden table was set with tea, oatmeal cookies, lemonade and chocolate chip cookies.

   "How kind of you to ask and set this tasty treat up for my visit," I replied with a smile. I sipped my Good Earth tea and took a bite of oatmeal cookie.

   "Let's talk about you buying your very own horse. Anne, a horse is a big responsibility. I know you can handle it and you worked really hard for a long time to earn the money," said Lola's mom. "I'll take you to look at the horses on sale when you're done with your food."

   "I can't wait to have a horse of my very own!" I said. When I was done, Ranna took me out to the stalls of horses that were ready to be sold.