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Post by Ryan Andrews on Sept 8, 2007 15:06:10 GMT -5
Ok, so would he normally be at the stables? No, but he was looking around trying to find where his sister was. Since he didn't think that she'd came home last night and he'd spent a night at home all alone. That didn't bother him too much because he was used to being alone when he was at home. Since he only saw his parents maybe once or twice out of every month. But he was used to seeing Jesse at least once a day since she'd actually speak to him, unlike Clarissa. So he had decided that maybe he would find her at the stables. Since he knew that she rode a lot, but he never did. In fact, he didn't even know how to ride a horse. He quickly got out of his car and began to look around, there was no sign of Jesse and the only thing that he could see was horses everywhere. He wondered why it was that he only saw horses and not any people but maybe that question could be answered later. In the meantime, he'd just try and think of a place where Jesse might be.
One of the reasons why he thought that she hadn't came home was the fact that he'd had yet another bad dream, he'd woken up yelling and in a cold sweat. But he'd just sat up in bed and tried to clear his head but that hadn't worked. That was when he had noticed the random bottle of alcohol by his bed. And after he finished off about a quarter of the bottle he was good and he basically just curled up and went back to sleep again. Then he'd woken up and came up with the idea of coming here. He knew that there was a good chance that Jesse had came home after he had fallen asleep the second time but he didn't know. He had just been feeling really lonely today and had wanted somebody to talk with. He studied his appearance and knew that he most likely would stick out like a sore thumb in the stable atmosphere. Since he was wearing name brand jeans and a shirt that he'd bought a few days before. And he just thought that everybody wore old cloths to the stable. Well he wasn't here to ride, he was here so that he could look for his sister. |
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Post by Jesse Andrews on Sept 8, 2007 15:11:19 GMT -5
Jesse cantered along the trails on a powerful Friesian mare named Raseri.Slowing her down as they reached the stable yard she saw her brother standing there.It was easy to spot him.He stuck out to easily.Shaking her head,she slid out of the saddle and attached a lead to the mare's halter.Walking towards the stable she stopped infront of Ryan and said,
Whats up Ryan?
Her blonde hair blew under the riding helmet and she stroked the black mare's neck clamly.In return the mare nudged her pocker's looking for a carrot.Smiling she looked back to Ryan quizzically wondering why he had shown up at the riding stable.He didn't know how to ride.She knew that.She didn't think he even liked horses.Maybe he was just checking up on her or something.Shrugging she waited patiently for him to answer. |
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Post by Ryan Andrews on Sept 8, 2007 15:29:07 GMT -5
He watched as Jesse rode up on a black horse, he felt really stupid just standing around. Not to mention, he didn't even know a thing about horses. So when she dismounted he stepped back a bit, he was slightly nervous about being so close to a horse and he was sure that it showed. He heard her question but he was too busy studying the horse and wondered if all of them were that big. He looked around at all of the other horses in their paddocks and it amazed him, they all were really big. Or maybe these were just the small ones, what if there were ones that were bigger? Now that was a scary thought, and it made him wonder how Jesse could ride something so big. He might have ridden a pony once, at a fair a long time ago. But he didn't even know if that had happened since he couldn't really remember that happening. "Nothing much, I just came here looking for you because I didn't see you last night." He said and then looked at her for a moment before his eyes rested on the horse.
He let his mind wander back to the dream that he'd had. It was a typical bad dream for him in a way, but this one had been worse then the other ones in one way. In this dream after Greg had appeared and once again told him that he'd have to remember sometime the scene changed and the two of them were right in front of his grave. Then Greg just seemed to sink into the grave before the scene changed again and he was back at the funeral. And then things had just went black and he'd woken up. He wondered what the purpose was of going back to the funeral since he couldn't really remember too much of it anyway. He wanted to believe that it was just his mind and that was the reason why Greg seemed to haunt him in his dreams every other night. But he really was starting to think that wasn't it because the dreams had been occurring for over a year now. "Then again, I just woke up a couple of hours ago so I probably could have missed seeing you because you probably got up earlier then I did." He said as his eyes moved away from the horse and back to his sister. |
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