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Thats good!! Lol
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Rain splashed down my neck and onto my legs. I shivered and gripped the reins tighter. It was a cold, rainy, dark day. And my friends and I had chosen to go on a trail ride.
“Berries on the right!” Daniel (our leader) called from atop a large buckskin gelding. I looked eagerly up the row of bushes. There were large white flowers, vines, dead trees, and dark green bushes on the right side of the path. Puddles of dirty brown water were sitting in the middle of the narrow pathway. Two horses walked calmly in front of me, their hindquarters sleek, and shiny from the rain. I finally saw the berries. The rider in front of me grabbed one blackberry from the top of the bush. Now was my chance. I grabbed Chester’s thin- dark brown mane. Using my legs, I pushed him closer to the berries. Three…two…one…now! I reached towards the berries. Lucky for me, Chester was a medium pony. Its thin black skin broke on me and a little red juice spilled out into my fingers. I popped it in my mouth. A sweet and tangy flavor erupted on my tongue.
 
start: (NOT posting whole thing here due to IEA looking up my text and thinking its copyrighted. IEA!!!! THIS IS ME!!!! THE TEXT IS MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Rain splashed down my neck and onto my legs. I shivered and gripped the reins tighter. It was a cold, rainy, dark day. And my friends and I had chosen to go on a trail ride.
“Berries on the right!” Daniel (our leader) called from atop a large buckskin gelding. I looked eagerly up the row of bushes. There were large white flowers, vines, dead trees, and dark green bushes on the right side of the path. Puddles of dirty brown water were sitting in the middle of the narrow pathway. Two horses walked calmly in front of me, their hindquarters sleek, and shiny from the rain. I finally saw the berries. The rider in front of me grabbed one blackberry from the top of the bush. Now was my chance. I grabbed Chester’s thin- dark brown mane. Using my legs, I pushed him closer to the berries. Three…two…one…now! I reached towards the berries. Lucky for me, Chester was a medium pony. Its thin black skin broke on me and a little red juice spilled out into my fingers. I popped it in my mouth. A sweet and tangy flavor erupted on my tongue.
Ooh i love it!
 
You have to endure that "music" for hours
logan you are annoying. people can have different ideas on what music is good. for example I don't personally like rap. i find it inaproprete, sexist and just not good. but am I going to tell someone that it sucks? no! i am not. how would you feel if someone said that your photography was ugly and so bad and 10 year old could take better pics? not good! so mabey you should stop saying that kind of stuff. I'm not saying this is a bad thing to say, but you should realize that people sometimes get annoyed when you constantly tell them that ____ is bad. i know you mean it as a joke most of the time but it is easily taken in the wrong way.
 

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