Posted by Roo on July 20, 2001, at 16:30:06
In reply to Re: wanna write a story?, posted by lissa on July 19, 2001, at 23:00:32
She was getting tired. Hannah, her horse, was
too. It was time to set up camp. She'd never
camped alone before. Never travelled alone before,
for that matter. But oddly enough, she didn't feel
frightened. She hadn't felt this adventurous since
she was 10, when her and her best friend Lisa snuck
out of the house after her folks went to bed and went
runnning through the woods in back of the house. They'd
run until they were breathless and then collapse by
the stream, puffs of steam coming out of their mouths
in the light of the full moon.
As she unrolled her sleeping bag, she felt a brief, but
sharp stab of longing for Julio. As bad as things got
between them, that one thing was always good. "Damn
Latin Lover", she thought as she lit her last cigerette
of the day.
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