The Love that Found the Lost, Rosie W. [sad books to read txt] 📗

Chapter 1 “The Ranch”
Hey! I'm Jill, I want to tell you an awesome story. You’re probably thinking wait I don't know you at all (or at least that's what you’re thinking now). Well then your just going to have to meet me. I'm Jill Bardwick, I'm 15 years old and was born May 13, 1994. I have chestnut hair and bright blue eyes. And a stunning smile (it completes everybody). Well now that you know who I am I'll tell you where I live (more like just moved to). I live in California, along a great country side and a town ten minutes away, from my house. I've always wanted a horse but they're to $$$ (expensive). So instead I go to a place called Wild Flower Ranch, it's awesome and just five minutes before you get to town.

I go there every chance I get. The reason the Ranch is that name is because wild flowers are everywhere, in every season. All the horses love the meadows with their oak trees, aspens, and maples as well as sweet grasses to graze on for hours. And the bunches of wild flowers scattered here and there and everywhere. This is the day I meet Wild Flower Ranch. “ Mom, are you home?”
“ Yes honey, I'm in the kitchen making potato salad!”
“ I just got home from school and I heard there was a ranch almost just before you reach town.”
“Ah huh!”
“ Mom, did you hear me?”
“ Oh, I'm sorry, a ranch you say?!”
I looked happy she new nothing could keep me away from horses.
“ Well why don't we sign you up for lessons!”
Oh and I thought I could just pet them, no sir-e now I would get to have lessons. “ Mom, your the best! Thank you!”, I said as if I would explode of happiness. “ But remember sweetie I know how short your temper is.....well just don't get into trouble.”
After my mom was done cooking I got on some worn converse, jeans, and a t-shirt and she drove me to the Ranch. When I saw all the horses I screamed (then I realized I wasn’t the only one there) blushing I shut my mouth and walked around, this was like a dream come true. The stables were really nice so were the workers and managers that managed the place. My mom had to fill out some papers and I didn't want to sit and wait (boooorrrringgg!!!!). So I sneaked out of the office and toward the stables. I counted every stall and came up with exactly 100 horses. I stood in shock at how many. I knew I would make a lot of new furry friends.
My mom came out of the office and said “ It's all set! You start lessons tomorrow.” I screamed inside with excitement (why wouldn't I, it's awesome). On the way back home, I thought about the Ranch. After I did homework, ate dinner, and watched a movie I brushed my teeth and went to bed. That night I dreamed about the Ranch, I was riding one of God's most beautiful horses. A bay paint with deep brown eyes and a blond mane and tail.
I knew once I woke up that horse would be mine. I got up early and made breakfast I ate quickly and went to school. I did my homework at school then walked to the Ranch, it was beautiful that day, perfect for riding. Once I got to the Ranch I went to the office to use the phone. To tell my mom where I was so she wouldn't worry (you know how mothers are).
Well now that I was here I changed to my riding clothes. And went down the isle of stalls and found the horse of my dreams (I couldn't believe it). I asked the stable boy if I could ride her. He said,” So your the new girl, well I'm Andrew, Andrew Davids.” I looked at him he looked nice,” I'm Jill Bardwick and this horse is incredible! I love the way her deep brown eyes stare into your own. Full of understanding and meaning and independence.
He looked at me then the horse “ Ya, she's a beauty and we got her in yesterday, she's a mustang so she's not trained yet. And she doesn't have a name...” I looked at her again and before I knew what I was talking about I said,” I can train her! And when she's trained I could give her a name.”
“Well she does need training....I hope you know what your doing...one mistake and she could be ruined for life.” I felt my whole body burst into happiness,” I promise I won't let you down she'll be the finest horse in the state of California!”
I stared right into the beautiful horses eyes. She stared into mine for a bit then started to buck. I backed off then ran in the tack room to get a lead rope, grooming supplies and treats. I groomed her until she was more beautiful than the sun and then tried getting her in the coral. After a long four weeks I could make her gallop in a circle and surprisingly she did a full gallop over and over till I was so dizzy and had to stop. Then a shinny silver Mercedes came up the drive way. Playing pop music and a girl was singing way off key. She looked a little older than me and had blond hair and brown eyes she looked like a rich brat, but I didn't want to start (even though I knew we probably wouldn't get along).
She stepped out of the car with a pink i-pod and the most beautiful riding outfit I'd ever seen. I was looking at her in shock.” What are you looking at gawky girl!?”, she said very rudely. I was almost going to take a whack at her when another girl looking my age stepped out of the car. She said,” Sister, don't say that! Your more gawky than she is!” And her sister walked of in a storm.“ I'm sorry she's such a brat, at least you don't have to live with her. I'm Abby Brooks and that's
Scarlet...my...sister.” I stood there with a smile,” I'm Jill Bardwick, and you know something this is the second time I had to introduce myself. But I'm new just like you and your...sister.” She laughed,” I know we're going to be good friends, that's if you want to be?”
“ Yes! Of course we'll be friends, and I hope we'll be friends forever. Like a BFF. I'm glad to have made a friend.”

Chapter 2 “Rainy”

Part one for training my soon-to-be horse was finished. I changed back into my regular clothes, walked over to that beauty of a horse and said,” I love ya girl, goodnight.” I was just about to leave when Andrew came up and said,” I could give you a ride home if you want.” I accepted because I didn't know what could be along the road at night (Since it was getting dark and my house was a little bit away).
It seemed like the ride was forever and very silent, then Andrew said,” Jill how old are you?” I was surprised that the silence was broken, but didn't show it.“ I'm 15 then 16 next year, why?”
“ Oh I like comparing ages, like I'm 17 and 18 next year.” (rightttttt)
Then he told me all the basic stuff about himself and his life. “ So, what about you and your...life?”
“ Well, ever since I was born I've loved horses, and my father used to train them, I loved him too! When I was 7 I could ride a horse and good. He was invited on an overnight trail ride, so I begged him to let me go. He thought about it and said yes I was excited all day. I got on a Palomino he rented for me her name was, Topaz. I really got attached to her. Well anyway, we were on the trail and my dad told me not to wonder off. But my horse was thirsty and there was a lake sort of near by. I galloped over there.
I halted Topaz and let her drink, then suddenly I could hear whinnies. I got on my horse, by a stump and a herd of mustangs coming over a hill, started chasing me and my dad and his friends. Then the mustangs started bucking and running faster than before. I looked back and there was a grizzly bear but my dad and his friends didn't see it.“ Crazy horses,” my dad said chuckling, then the bear ran up and whacked me off Topaz and she went bucking away with a scar on her flank. I was knocked out so cold I didn't move, my dad thought I was dead. He got out his shotgun but the bear was really upset so he pawed and clawed at my dad. His friends, not knowing what else to do, (They didn't bring their guns since they didn't think they'd run into anything).
By the time they got back my dad was mostly dead and I was hurt badly, but alive. Then I opened my eyes, confused and weak I fell back to sleep. In the hospital that night I had a dream of what my dad said to me. I told him weakly,” Dad, I'm sorry I didn't tell you the bear was coming. I thought it would go away.” He said deep breathing,” Honey, it's not your fault.”
“ Dad but it is!”
“ Sweetheart, your 7 years old and I.....I love you.”
Then he was gone and I cried myself to sleep. I was crying and Andrew said,” Oh, Jill I'm sorry, I didn't know. I'm sorry...it must've been hard on you.”
“ Yes! It was. Very hard...for my mom and me...very hard.”
I was still thinking about my dad when we reached my house. “ Thanks Andrew, I appreciate the ride.”
“ No prob! Need a ride any time I'm here, just call me.”
“ I'll do that!”
Then I went inside and he drove away.
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