Yes when i helped you up on the saddle I had no idea what I was in for. Not long after this you pushed me off the saddle and straight into the mud. You said to me that I was a stupid blond hick and i was good for nothing. I stood right back up and said " Don't you ever call me that again and your wrong I am good for something!" I pulled you off the horse by your ankle and watched you lay in the mud as I was riding away. Not to long after I offered another person a ride. As i leaned over to give them a hand they pulled me off the horse and smacked my face into the mud. I stood up and stared at them as I clI'mbed onto the horse, but my problem was i couldn't stop staring, thinking of why they did that and why they just didn't take my horse, and thinking why I'm still even sitting there.....