Chapter One
mary ann
"Mary Ann!" My father's voice roared up the stairwell and startled me out of my trance. "You
better get a move on or you'll miss the bus!" he said as I was enthralled in the mishaps of a blue
jay on my windowsill. The same blue jay that had visited me on a regular basis for the past two
years.
"I'm coming, Daddy!" I got up off my bed and threw a stack of journals into my duffel bag. I
had already managed to cram most of my meager wardrobe into the trunk my mother gave me - a
hand-me-down that once belonged to my great-grandmother. My duffel bag held the most
important items though: all of my favorite photographs, my collection of show ribbons I won
over the years in junior horseback riding competitions, and my journals.
There was no way I would leave my journals behind for my younger siblings or, God forbid, my
parents to find. My life had not be ...
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