Gone.

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chapter one

*SLAP* My face tingled as my foster mum removed her hand from my face.

'YOU ARE NOT TO SEE OR TOUCH THAT LITTLE MONGREL HORSE, DO YOU HEAR ME?'

Yelled my foster mother, I nodded. 'Go to your room!' she whispered harshly into my ear.

I sat on my bed and stared out the windows. Next door I coloud see the pony. He was a caramel bay with three dark chocolate socks. I named her Carrie.

I was not allowed to touch Carrie, Carrie was elzibeth grants daughters pony. They were the wealthiest family on the street, with their white washed house little red Toyota corolla and pardon out the front.

I envied them so much. Ever since I was 6 I lived the this foster home. My foster mum was called Shona and foster dad Rob.

I never see rob that much he is usually out at the casin claming that he wins all the time. Shona on the other hand, I see her just a bit to much she is a drinker and a smoker and she's quite abusive

My birth father was a scientist he used to take me all over the world studying animals while mum usually stayed at home and ran the local coffee shop.

it all changed after the plane ride home.

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