Stories tagged “pony”
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Giddy
The sky is large on large days and small on small days. The rain is smooth on soft days and hard on cold days. I clatters through my brain like you or me (me or you) in pony shoes. Pony shoes with lots of buckles to strap on tight to the calves and the...
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YAY! Wait...
My mother smiled at me, it WAS my birthday, everyone was happy. My mother put a blindfold over my eyes, and led me out into the backyard. My mother told me that the present was very expensive, and that she hoped I liked it. The blackness covering my e...