1 Sunday early morning, I woke up to my sister screaming. I ran out of my room in a worry but the residence was vacant. When my sister Alice screamed yet again, I recognized she was in the backyard. When I ran outside the house, I couldn’t consider my eyes. Her screams had scared me but she was in fact screaming with glee. My mother gave her a white miniature horse. “Mom, are you severe?!? I cannot believe you! Did you get her a genuine horse now?” I yelled.