Lost and Alone

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on July 26, 2009, 8:00

by Violet Inkpen, age 13

Allison Monroe wheeled around. Her long blond ponytail flew over her shoulders. “WHAT?” she shouted in disgust. Her green eyes grew wide and the charm bracelet on her wrist jingled. “You can’t be serious!” she screamed.

Her grandfather and her dad exchanged a glance. “I am sorry Allie, but your mom and I have to go away for a week and your grandfather has to take the cows on the cattle drive to higher ground. It’s just for a week Allie, and I promise you’ll be home soon. When we get back we’ll take