DeAnnaYoung

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Christmas to


Remember

Chapter Two

I woke up among the piles of pure, although very itchy, golden colored hay that was left in the back of the barn for bedding down the stalls and for giving the horses a little feed. I'd fallen asleep here in the hay talking with Tyler, and from what I could see he was no where to be seen. He had wrapped me in my old, worn out blanket that I only used when I needed to stay in the barn to tend to the horses.
Tyler wasn't anywhere around me then, as far I could see anyway. But, I noticed that the horse that had always been Tyler's favorite, a big  white horse with a strange patch of golden fur in the shape of a lightening bolt down the side of his neck, wasn't in his stall and the saddle blankets, saddle, and harness that have the horses name designed into them weren't in the tack storage room. I walked out of the barn to see Tyler running the big horse, Lightning, out in the snow his head thrown back laughing.
"Thought you gave up riding, cowboy?" I yelled leaning against the fence as Tyler came plodding over on the big white horse.
"Aw, come on, Star, you know I would never give up this big boy, not in a million, trillion years." He said smiling in a way that turned me to a puddle at his feet everytime.
"How bout we have a race, Ty-ty, ya know for old times sake?"
" Oh, you are so on!"
I saddled up Firedust and we were off like the wind.
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-DeAnna

Firedust&Lightning
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Tyler
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Star
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A


Christmas to


Remember

Chapter One

Riding was my heart, I'd been riding in rodeos and competitions since I was nine, so with the annual winter horse jumping competition coming to town I was, like always, down at the stables near the far corner of our land next to the big oak tree that I would swing from into the big pond right beside it. Daddy had this stable built the moment he saw that I loved jumping horses, then he spent a ton of money buying me a red stallion colt just for me to grow up and spend time with. Firedust had grown up tall and strong and I did too. His red coat had an orangish blonde tint to it now making me even happier that Firedust was my award winning horse's name.
My dad's beat up old chevy topped the big hill heading toward  the stables while I was running my course jumping my highest hurdles to make sure Firedust was more than ready for winning that competition with me. "Star, is that you?" a tall, tan black haired boy yelled as he climbed out of the bed of old beat up truck. Tyler? Could that really be him? I turned Firedust toward the side gate where the boy was running and rode out right through the stable doors. Climbing from Firedust I put him in his stall and walked out and was tackled into a pile of hay in the corner. "Stargirl!" I looked up into the blue eyes I had missed so much. "Ty-ty," the nickname I gave him coming out in a quiet gasp as I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him as tight as I could..
My best friend was back. His jet black hair was longer and fell just perfectly across his eyes in the most perfect of ways; his blue eyes shone brighter from his tan face and he blinding white teeth smiled down at me like I've missed for so many years. When he let me up I didn't want to let go but new I had to, only in my dreams could I hold him and never let go. Snow had began falling and a faint layer was beginning to stick to the ground. Tyler was back and this time I wasn't letting him go.
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-DeAnna.

A


Christmas to


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prologue

My best friend moved away when we were in seventh grade, so when my mom texted me at school and told me that Tyler was coming down for Christmas to see his brother who lived next door to me now. Tyler was two years older so when he moved at the end of my seventh grade year I was thirteen and a half and he was about to be fifteen.
I was ending the first semester of my sophmore year so where-ever he was attending school now he was a senior. I was the first friend Tyler made in Oklahoma when he moved here with his mama and daddy after his little sister had heart-breakingly died of cancer the year before. They felt that they needed to start over and moved into the house across the road from my family's seemingly never ending land.
That was in the summer and we spent days stacked upon days running around the ranch and swimming in the creeks all over my land. But, it was winter now and three years have passed since Tyler moved away. I had no clue whether or not Tyler still had his long jet black hair or if he had dyed it as everyone else seemed to have done. I could only hope my Tyler was still just that, mine.

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-DeAnna.

Guns shouldn't be banned just because some people are too stupid to use a gun for what is was made for self defense and hunting. I want my kids to be able to shoot guns just like I did from the time I was five. Banning guns won't stop shootings I mean really CRIMINALS BREAK LAWS!!!!!  Saying they can't have guns anymore means they'll just do something even worse to keep guns. Hell I've owned my own gun since the time I was ten and my first gun was a shotgun now I own ten that are mine alone and I'm 14 now. I love my guns and my family has a right to bear arms. My great great granny was killed in her own store shot down but I don't hate guns I love 'em even more. Nothing will take my guns away because I know how to safely handle a gun and I'm not scared of anyone pointing a gun at me.
Don't tread on my gun rights because you wouldn't want me taking any of your riights so dont take any of mine.

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Story of My Life

Prologue

I  grew up in a tiny town where all I ever knew was the small four miles that  was Cottonwater, Mississippi.  I'd dreamed for years of escaping that tiny town that I'd lived in since the time I was two. I mean you'd want to escapr too if you knew that the people raising you weren't your parents and that your  real parents were two states over still searching  for their daughter in Texas. I was raised being told my name is Sara Elise Browning but yesterday on the internet I found a baby picture , a picture that looked exactly like me, but the two year old girl in this picture. Her name wasn't Sara Elise ; her name was Rachel Diamond Acker.
I  found the photo and now I'm planning my escape. I'm going back home.

 

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Music was in my life,
When you weren't.
Music will now and forever be my boyfriend
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