Horses Rule

HORSES RULE!

If you hate horses, stay away from my blog! SHOO!

Also, if you hate domestic animals like cats and dogs, which CATS RULE and DOGS RULE books will be under HORSES RULE, stay AWAY also.

Welcome Horse Crazy people to HORSES RULE world, we are cool about horses; not like people that I know who DON'T like ponies and horses, huh?

From now on, I am going to only write about ANIMAL stories ONLY in this blog. I do not care what other people say about ANIMALS. (Especially HORSES & PONIES. AND CATS.) I know my family doesn't care for the environment but I DO. I care very much and nothing is going to stop me from LOVING HORSES AND ANIMALS (CATS, DOGS, and PIGS etc.) so, if you HATE animals, you should rather just stay away from me. I know that they are dirty but YOU ARE AS WELL. WE ALL ARE DIRTY, SO STOP COMPLAINING THAT ANIMALS ARE DIRTY. (I am DIRTY AS WELL. 1 NIL TO ME!.) IF YOU THREATEN ANIMALS, THAT IS YOUR PROBLEM. FARM ANIMALS ARE DIRTY, BUT NOT AS DIRTY AS YOU AND ME.

YOURS UNTURLEY,

CHRISTINE KAT WANG

Chapter 1

Moody Marico the Pest

I hate horses. Every bit of them. They are scary to ride and they can kill you. They are dirty, smelly, stupid creatures. My cousin, Chalica doesn't agree with me. She loves going riding and always dreams about going there. Every WEEK she just begs her mum to go there. Luckily, Chalica's mum agrees more with me. Chalica's mum hates horses like me. I just tell Chalica, "Bad luck. Who wants to go to that stupid horse-riding farm, anyway?"

She just screams at me that it's not fair because I have the PERFECT family for myself and she doesn't. OK, that's true but I like it. A YEAR or more without horses and ponies and manure around me. Relaxion. Harmony. Peacefulness. My name is Marico and I HATE horses as I said in the beginning and my POOR, oh, so POOR cousin likes them but BAD LUCK, she couldn't go at all because of her 'Dead-bottom' family. She says she WISHES she could have a family on a farm or something, loving horses or being a vet. Bad luck again, I'd say. Her father is a builder and her mum is a housewife. Her mum SO doesn't like horses, and I'm glad.

Chapter 2

Chalica

My name is Chalica and I got the MOST BORING life in all of history. I live with my boring family, mum, dad and my cousin Marico. Marico hates horses and ponies. "Too stinky. And smelly and stupid and yucky," she says. I DON'T AGREE with her! I don't AGREE with mum or dad or aunt, or uncle or other cousins. I DON'T AGREE WITH MY WHOLE FAMILY!!!! Mum says I complain too much about it so she takes my hobby horse from me! Don't you think that's SO UNFAIR?! I cry and cry and cry about it when suddenly; I knew it was my family's fault for not liking horses and what beautiful, amazing creatures they are. It's no use know. Mum has already made her FINAL decision. NO MORE HORSE-RIDING FOR EVER AND EVER AND EVER!!! How UNFAIR! It's stupid! ALL STUPID! I like talking about them because they are AMAZING, BRILLIANT CREATURES. My WHOLE FAMILY HATES ANIMALS! That's why mum and dad was SO UNSURE ABOUT GETTING MY CAT! I love my cat, but they can't see it. It's like they are blind. Mum says I can't do horse-riding also because I have FEAR of the dark and going to sleep at night. WELL, HELLO, excuse me; maybe HORSE-RIDING may finish that STUPID FEAR ONCE AND FOR ALL! Don't they understand? Great, now I CAN'T READ ABOUT HORSES, WATCH SOMETHING ABOUT HORSES, I CAN'T RIDE A REAL PONY EVEN AND I CAN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT HORSES! NOTHING, LADS AND LADIES, NOTHING! It's just SO UNFAIR!

THE UNFAIR STORY STARTS… p.s: Christine's life is more like Chalica's, obviously.

Based on a TRUE STORY of THE AUTHORS LIFE!

This is Marico here. I LOVE life. My cousin doesn't because there are no STUPID HORSES AND LITTLE PONIES here-Oh, get a grip! Life's fun without them-like hitting the dance-floor getting your own tunes, buying cool clothes. Today, mum said we can go to the mall when Chalica complained loads. Like, "Why couldn't we go to the stables, instead?" and stuff like that. But luckily mum didn't hear. We went to the mall and it was AWESOME. I bought two new high heels AND an awesome T-shirt. Chalica was not having a good time when mum asked her to try on some dresses. When mum told her she had to buy something about costumes because Chalica's wardrobe is a mess of horse stuff, she bought two Saddle Club jumpers and one horse T-shirt. When mum told Chalica that she had to buy a neat dress, Chalica had enough. "Mum, do I have to? Dresses are like ew." She says, glaring at me. I glowered at her right back. The local mall's dresses were fashionable and pretty. How dare she? No, she was arguing about FASHION. One of the coolest things on earth, of course. I have a FASHION FOR PASSION! When we got home, Chalica stormed into her room, locked the door and me and mum heard a big BANG! We ran up to check on Chalica but she said, "Go away," so mum told her off outside her room. I mean, REALLY told her off.

Chalica's Side (Which is really The Authors Side.)

Can life get any worse?

Yes, it can.

How?

No fun, no adventures, NOTHING.

Mum doesn't agree. She isn't fun.

Dad doesn't agree. He isn't fun.

My relatives don't agree. They are never fun.

The world is revolving around me. Everything. Life is mad at me. I'm mad at life. What next? I don't know, but maybe my parents making an official complaint to the president or something to kill all horses. I don't know. Whatever is going to happen next might be AWFUL! I want to ride a horse. Or a pony. Or even a DONKEY for god's sakes. I WISH. But my families are clean-freaks. I don't know what to do with my life if I can't learn more skills on riding.