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She hadn't noticed it for her rush to the bathroom, but surprisingly enough, the entire wall next to the door was covered with a horse painting! Someone had painted a scene of a herd of wild ponies grazing and playing with a background of mountains and hills onto the wall. It was beautiful and realistic.

Katy loved the room. She knew that another girl just like her had moved out. The person was obviously horse crazy, or at least had been. Katy though about how awful it would have been to have to leave this beautiful room. She even found a little plastic horse in the corner of the huge walk-in closet. The closet had lots of shelves and hangers on poles, but Katy knew, remembering her collection of boxes, that the space wouldn't last very long once her things were in it.

Not even waiting to explore the rest of the house, Katy raced Precious down the stairs and out the door, where her grandfather was working on unloading the truck. 'Gran! Grampa! I found the perfect room! Can I have it? Please! It's got horses and paintings and a window seat and a bathroom and all kinds of horse stuff everywhere!' she shouted as she ran up to her grandparents, who each had a box of Katy's things.

Her grandfather chuckled. 'There's no way you could be talking about the room at the top. Um, we were planning to use that room as a storage room. We thought you might like the room at the other end, the one with the purple and yellow striped walls. You can have either that or the one upstairs. We'll have an exterminator get the bugs out in a couple of days.'

Katy stood there with her mouth open, her attention so focused on the facts at hand that she didn't catch her grandmother's hidden smile. 'A-a storage room? Purple-yellow walls? Bugs?'

Her grandfather laughed at the look of utter horror on his granddaughter's face.  'Oh, Katy, I was just teasing you. Of course you may have it. That's one of the reasons we got this house, because we knew you'd love it. Now help us bring in your things so you can start unpacking.'

Brightening significantly, Katy grabbed one end of her desk while her grandfather managed the other. Katy assisted in moving her wooden bunk bed, tall bookshelf, dresser, and desk into the room. Upon Gran's insistence, Katy piled her boxes in a corner and started organizing. She would have helped out with the rest of the unloading, but her grandparents knew how hard the moving always was on her and insisted on doing it themselves. They wanted her to get settled as soon as possible and start making friends and getting involved with different activities.

Katy pushed the bunk bed into a corner so that the end faced the picture on the wall. She put her dresser at the end of it and then placed her little desk under the picture. It all fit perfectly, as if it was made for Katy's furniture. The bookshelf went in between the closet and bathroom door on the opposite side of the room.

When the furniture pieces were in their desired places, Katy set to work unpacking. The clothes were neatly put into her dresser or hung in the closet. Out came the books to be stacked on the bookshelf along with her models, and the wall above her bunk bed quickly filled with posters of many different breeds of horses. There were so many that Katy had to put some on the wall opposite her bed.

She was hard pressed to find room for all her horse show ribbons, but finally settled on hanging them along the wall above the horse painting just below the border at the top. She put the horse show trophies that she had won on the top shelf of her bookshelf. They were all lined up like gleaming soldiers standing at attention.

Katy made everything look very neat and orderly, unlike her room in New York. She put her games and other large things into the closet. As she was reaching up as far as she could to shove an old game that never got used onto the top shelf, the box hit something solid and would not go any further. Perturbed at the intrusion, she went to the kitchen and grabbed a stool. This way she was able to reach up and pull the object down.

The rude little object turned out to be a small brown leather diary. Katy looked at it for a minute, wondering how it had come to be there. It had a lock on it, and there was a small note on the front reading, 'To whom it may concern. Please read this with blessings from our Lord God and Saviour.' She decided to look for the key later, peaked as her interest was. She had to finish setting up her room so she could look for a stable.

She unpacked several boxes of desk items such as her schoolbooks, her papers, notebooks, pencils, pens, and more. She hung up her calendar and a huge poster of a collage of horses that she had colored when she was younger. Then she set to work on the light colored oak nightstand. Onto it went her horse touch lamp and her small white clock radio. She stacked books on the shelves, then set her other lamp, one with a western styled shade and a figure of a horse for the base and stem, on the corner of her desk.

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