When I was little, my mom made me take horseback riding lessons. There was one horse there that I always remembered. Her name was Princess. She is a dappled grey thoroughbred. We weren't allowed to ride her due to her sassy attitude and she was 3 years old. We were kids, They didn't want us to get hurt. There was something about her that I just loved. One day, out of the blue, she wasn't at the farm anymore. I asked her owner where she went and her owner said she was in a different barn. The barn that Princess was at is 5 hours away and I was devastated. I started to not go to the farm as much. In the beginning of 2014, I started to work at the farm again. I found out my friend was given Boogie, One of the ponies there. The owner of the barn was and still is the most generous person you could meet. I talked to my friend and she said that the owner of the barn thought they were a "good match". At the time, I had never owned a horse, but I had a lot of experience handling them. I asked the owner of the barn about me owning a horse and she thought about it for some time. The next day, she asked me if I had a horse in mind and I immediately said "Princess". She told me that she could see Princess and I as a good match and to call my mom so they could discuss it. My mom ended up saying yes and the owner brought Princess back here.In 2014, I was given Princess, She was 6 years old. I went to the farm almost every day so I could see her. She was more tamed and so I could ride her. Though, it wasn't really riding. They'd put me on the horse and walk her around, but it was because I was 10 and I wasn't a good rider. I was still happy though. In the fall of 2015, I got really sick and I couldn't take care of her. Unfortunately, we gave her back to the owner and she brought her back to the farm that was far away. I stopped going often and went to a different farm as well. I got to ride for free if I worked. In the beginning of 2018, the owner of the farm rescued two horses. Connor and Jett. Connor was a 15hh (hands high) appaloosa. He was fresh and needed more ground work. He was 28 years old and that's old for a horse considering that they live till 30-35. My mom bought him for me and I was really happy at first, but it wasn't the same as Princess. I still loved him though. Unfortunately, he got too expensive and my dad didn't want to pay for him so I had to give him back. In 2019 I started to go to both farms more often and Princess's owner told me she'd give princess back to me and supply all of her tack. Now Im 14 and Im trying to convince my parents to let me keep her.