Personal Narrative: Growing Up In My Horse

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When I was a little girl growing up in Oklahoma, I was always around horses. I have been riding and breaking in horses for as long as I can remember.Some of my best times growing up are doing things with my friends and my horses. We were about 10 and spent hours playing at the barn. Sometimes my friends and I would go to the jump arena and pretend we were horses. Other times we'd be out riding and pretend space invaders were coming after us and we had to outrun them by galloping across an open field.
When I was about 11 I had my very own horse and I have never been happier.His name was Romeo and we were the best of friends. I would wake up in the morning and throw my boots on and run out the door to pet,feed, and ride him. Everyday we would