>Be 12, living with abusive uncle and auntie
>We lived on an old farm, no animals just fields
>My uncle goes off to a market and comes back with this filthy ass horse
>Says it"s bred from some old bloke"s prize stallion
>Auntie loves it for some reason, coz it"s all muddy she calls it "Dirty". She was a bit ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up like that.
>I, being a countryside ♥♥♥, liked horses and riding them
>Then they turned on me saying "If we ever catch you riding our ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ horse then we will beat the living shot out of you"
>They meant it, they"d done it before
>Few days later, I"m messing in the fields with some old tractor tire I found
>Dirty is just eating grass and ♥♥♥♥ next to me
>Auntie and uncle come out every few minutes to make sure I"m not riding the horse
>Get bored and climb inside the tire
>Tire starts moving (field wasn"t flat)
>Can"t stop.
>Auntie and uncle come outside to check on me
>They see me rollin"
>They hatin"
>Patrolling
>Trying to catch me riding Dirty