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April 2018 Story & Poem Entries Rules: Winning stories and poems will be published in Pony Pals Magazine. All entries must be original, meaning that the member who enters them must have written the text. To be eligible the story or poem must have a horse or pony in it someplace. Stories should be suitable for all ages, including younger members. All entries published in the Magazine will earn 500 Wiggins Bucks, the best stories and poems will earn 3000 Wiggins bucks and trophy for the writer. Pony writer quills are awarded every day, remember to quit the scavenger hunt and restart it after you get your quill to earn a higher score.

I am riding Starfly My favorite pony I like to gallop fast And feel the wind in my hair I looove horses a lot Especially Starfly	123Liliana & Black Cloud
2018-04-07 23:57:31
He lights my path when I cannot see He carries me, when the stones bound to my legs become too heavy He makes the clouds surrounding my heart disappear He is always there. My best friend. The big black horse	enirt & Tarok
2018-04-07 23:57:31
Runaway Me By 123Liliana A true story I look up at the big flea-bitten gray mare I am going to ride today. "Well Stephanie, looks like today is our first day of riding lessons," I say. It is a sunny August morning. It is just two weeks after my brother's death. I cringe, thinking of the car accident that took him away from us. I shook myself. "Don't think about it," I told myself. "You'll only start crying in front of the whole riding stables." I take a deep breath. I could ride, but my parents dont know that. I really want a horse, but a while back they said I could only take riding lessons. So I am. I look at the saddle sitting on the back of Stephanie. I look down the wide lane that connects the barn to the trails, which go to the hills. I look, and hop on. The teacher hasn't said to yet, but I do. The hills are almost beckoning me to come! I look around to make sure no one is watching me. Than I urge Stephanie to a canter. We canter down the lane, just to see the head teacher, Miss Wrothenbose, standing right in the way! I gasped and kicked the mare into a gallop. Stephanie takes off, flying down the lane to the hills of freedom, or escape from severe punishment. Miss Wrothenbose was very strict and stern. She had told us that if one of the students directly rebelled the rules, we would get in trouble. I remember and decide I am not going to get punished. I won't let them punish me, the 9-almost-10 year old terror! I grin,and I am happy, but not for long. I hear hoof beats behind me. George is riding Blayze, our fastest horse, and waving a stick in the air! I kick Stephanie to go faster, but she doesn't. She slows down then stops. I gasp. George grabs me and pulls me off. I try to pull myself away. George beckons to a boy riding to come lead the horses back. "The boss wants to see you," he says. He takes me to Miss Wrothenbose and she looks very, very, VERY stern. "I can't believe you would distinctly rebel against the rules I told you NOT to rebel against," she said in a strict, calm collected voice. I groan. I start to worry about my punishment. And about Stephanie. LATER I look for Stephanie in the barn. She isn't there. "Stephanie!" I call. She is nowhere to be found. "Stephanie? Stephanie! Where ARE you girl?" I see her in the field. Look for PART 2!	123Liliana & Black Cloud
2018-04-08 12:09:42
Acon the Unicorn Part 2 By 123Liliana I woke up and looked down. My leg was bleeding! I saw an arrow nearby. " Shucks," I said. NOW i wanted that girl to come. I didn't know what to do.	123Liliana & Black Cloud
2018-04-08 12:13:10
Riding In the Sun By 123Liliana I am someone Who rides in the sun All day long Singing a song With my pony Gun And we have fun!	123Liliana & Black Cloud
2018-04-11 01:14:21
Acon the Unicorn is a story I might finish in two months!	123Liliana & Black Cloud
2018-04-11 01:14:21
My Best Friend Freedom 123Liliana Freedom and I are best friends. Unlike most horses, Freedom is a wild horse. He only allows me to ride him. And unlike the show Spirit Riding Free, this is real. I like to slip out at night through my window. I climb down the hanging vines. Freedom is down there, waiting for me to ride him. He quietly nickers hello, and I pat him and give him the carrot I stole from the kitchen yesterday. He accepts it and crunches happily. Then I hop on his back to go for a ride. We gallop out onto our 81 acres of land. We become one moving thing, galloping across the plains. He is my best friend. Freedom.	123Liliana & Black Cloud
2018-04-12 01:51:51
Dear My Favorite Girl Liliana, I know you may be very surprised in finding this message in your mailbox, because it lacks an envelope. I must tell you, though, I need to tell you something very important, that is, of importance to me. At night, when the moonlight (I feel funny writing this because it is my name) falls across the plains, and slips through the window, I see a little man walking up to me in the darkness. He slips on an old halter and leads me outside. He then jumps onto my back and we fly way, way up into a land with flowing rivers, and waterfalls gently landing on great pools of sparkling water. It has beautiful fir tree- covered mountains, and meadows full of beautiful flowers. The woods has soft ferns growing everywhere and rare lilacs grow in one corner. Then the funny little man takes off my halter and disappears. The first time I was there I tried to eat the grass, but it did not taste of anything, not anything even slightly! I was disappointed but did not let that ruin my day. I walk around that beautiful world of beauty. Suddenly the ground opens up and I get swallowed down by the earth. When this happens, I jerk my head up and her I am, back at the barn, as quick as a flash. But what I want to tell you is a matter of plain bewilderment to me. The little man, as always, came to me two nights ago. He rode me to the beautiful place. Then he dissapeared and I was back in my stall! I wanted to ask you for your opinion of why this happened. Your horse, Moonlight R.S.V.P.	123Liliana & Black Cloud
2018-04-12 01:51:51
I Like Ponies By 123Liliana I like ponies They are not phonies Ponies are nice They don't have lice I love them a lot I hope that you've got One of these creatures With beautiful features!	123Liliana & Black Cloud
2018-04-12 17:17:04
Dear Moonlight, I think the problem is that you've been dreaming. I went to your stall around that time and you were sound asleep. I think there isn't a little man. I think you have been dreaming and that is why that man didn't come. So there you go. I am going to ride you today. Your Loving Owner, Liliana	123Liliana & Black Cloud
2018-04-13 03:31:53