Striped Barcode wrote:Mercy looked back at Cayden. "My parents died in a fire when I was 6. I was little then. I woke up to find myself outside my house, and the house in flames. I never saw my mom and dad again. They taught me to ride. I used to ride around the village on my dartmoor pony." she smiled faintly at the memory. "I was sent to go live with my aunt. Becky. Aunty Becky. She was kind, and helpful. She was a good 'mother'. I came here to this school when I was 12. As soon as I was old enough. I would have come sooner. For me this was heaven. Aunty Becky used to help hee. She would teach during the school term, and I would ride around the hills, hearding the cattle, things like that.
"When I was 12 years old, and I came here, she went away, and I was left here on my own. There have never been many students. We're all like a family here. Everyone knows each other." she sighed.
"Anyway, enpough with my story. I'll race you to the beach?" she asked, trying to brighten her mood.
Striped Barcode wrote:Mercy looked back at Cayden. "My parents died in a fire when I was 6. I was little then. I woke up to find myself outside my house, and the house in flames. I never saw my mom and dad again. They taught me to ride. I used to ride around the village on my dartmoor pony." she smiled faintly at the memory. "I was sent to go live with my aunt. Becky. Aunty Becky. She was kind, and helpful. She was a good 'mother'. I came here to this school when I was 12. As soon as I was old enough. I would have come sooner. For me this was heaven. Aunty Becky used to help hee. She would teach during the school term, and I would ride around the hills, hearding the cattle, things like that.
"When I was 12 years old, and I came here, she went away, and I was left here on my own. There have never been many students. We're all like a family here. Everyone knows each other." she sighed.
"Anyway, enpough with my story. I'll race you to the beach?" she asked, trying to brighten her mood.
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