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Personal Narrative: Why I Love Horse

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What was important to me back then but isn't important to me anymore ? The thing that used to be important to me was, ponies. I've wanted a pony when I was little, but I was I was growing up with so little money, my parents couldn't get me a horse. I really loved horse and everywhere I went my aunt or my mom had to buy me something that had a horse on it. I eventually grew up and I realized why I could never get a horse, it was because my mom didn't have a lot of money and the money she did have went to the bills for our house. When i was younger I loved horse's and my mom knew that I did so, for my birthday (it was the same time that I was graduating from elementary school) my mom rented horses for the day. I was so happy,

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