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Aug. 24, 2009
Chapter Four
Okay, before I let you read chapter four, I'm going to give you something to think about whilst you read. Can anyone tell me what an atom is made up of? I'll give you a hint, an atom is made of of three things. I know what they are. Please don't cheat by looking it up. Not even in the dictionary. Isn't that funny how people say, "Please don't cheat by looking it up" when they really mean "Don't cheat by looking it up." I guess it's nicer to say please. 
Okay, here ya go. Enjoy! Bonne Lecture! 
Chapter Four
Dad’s email about the horse was replied to. They had already sold the little mare. I asked Dad to look for more horses and he said that the lowest price he could find was $300. Twice as much as I had. I had to start saving again. I had my weekly allowance. So that was another three dollars to add to my savings. My birthday was coming up. I always asked for money for my birthday. A lot of those relatives that never come to visit don’t know what a 14-15 year old boy wants and needs. So I always ask for money. Aunt Beth and Uncle Keith always sent me about $100. I’d always go out the next day and spend it all on candy and cheap toys. But not this time. This time, I’d be saving. My birthday is on November 15th. I’d have a little more than a month to wait. I hated waiting. But by my birthday, I’d have enough to cover the cost of a horse. I made up a sort of chart.
AB & UK: $100
AL & UC: $20
GR & GR: $15
GW & GW: $30
YEARLY ALLOWANCE: $168
TOTAL
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$333
Based on the amount of money I receive each year, I guesstimated how much I would get yearly. Without my allowance, I’d only have $165 a year. I already have $150, so $165 would make my savings $315! I’d have enough! All I had to do was wait a month. But that was the hard part. I counted the days till my birthday. Still another month. I thought of ways to make the time go faster. More work, I told myself. I was right. Work did make the days go faster. A couple more weeks, and I’d be able to buy my horse. I was able to do my work happily, knowing that after this, I’d be riding. Of course, I was happy with Shiloh. She was a great friend. I let her sleep in my bed every night. But there was a problem. I couldn’t ride a Blue Heeler. A Great Dane or Great Pyrenees, maybe. But not a little dog like Shiloh. She was still a pup, besides. I wanted something to go check fences on. Like a quad. But horses are so much better than quads. I even had my argument with Dad all planned out. Horses live on grass, not gas. Horses repair themselves if they break down. Horses are just better. If there’s anyone reading this that needs some ideas to use, feel free to use mine.
So, Dad wasn’t too keen on the idea of me getting a horse, but I knew he’d let me if I paid for it. Mom didn’t care what I did with the barn. She just wanted a garden. It’s funny how Mom and Dad have such different hobbies, yet still like each other and understand each other’s want to do something. Mom likes to be out in the sun digging up worms and getting dirt under her nails, something that should be a guys job, in my mind. While Dad prefers to sit on the couch all day and watch football though he never actually wants to get out and play football. It’s all very strange. At least to me. If I were ever going to get married, which I hope I do, I’d marry a wife that had the same interests as me. Like horses. How Mom and Dad ever met is beyond me. Dad hardly ever goes outside and Mom hardly ever comes in. I tell you, I’m going to meet my wife in the Great Outdoors. At least I hope I do, anyway.
I was eagerly awaiting my birthday, but I didn’t tell Mom or Dad that I was. That was a secret that was just between Shiloh and me. I shared all my secrets with Shiloh. I knew she’d never tell them, that’s why. I just hoped no scientist came up with a shot or potion or something that made dogs able to talk. I’d be so busted if that happened, because Shiloh knew every secret I ever had. That included the time I stole a chocolate bar from a store and didn’t get caught for it. It wasn’t too long ago, so I still considered it a punishable crime. Or the time I told Mom I was doing my homework when I was really watching a movie. There were a lot more things Shiloh knew, and I didn’t want anybody to know them but me and Shiloh. That’s how much I loved that dog.
Okay, have you had enough time to think? Don't ask your parents, don't look it up... anywhere. If you know it (or think you know it), post it here. Please. 
Forgot what we were talking about? Here's your big question:
What is an atom made up of?
Have fun!
Adieu. Adios. Au revoir. Ciao. Cheerio. Shalom. Bye.
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Posted by Anna 
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Aug. 24, 2009 - You have me STUCK!
BTW, the story is great! Can't wait for the 5th chapter!
Talk to you later!
Anna
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