Is this good..answer honestly.?

This is an idea I had for a story I was hoping to write..nothing serious, I'm not looking to try to get it published, or anything serious.

This is also just the beginning, so not everything is completely explained, just tell me if it's a OK start please?, Thanks!!!

I opened the trailer door, butterflies flapping about in my stomach. Mom wouldn't be done her shift for another hour, and I had just enough time to sneak out. I had with me my small sketchbook, and pencil. I had been planning this night for awhile, just me, my pencil, sketchpad, and the moonlight. After all, It was the last day of summer vacation. I broke into a run, the crisp mountain air nipping at my bare ankles. The distant rocky mountains were faintly illuminated by the glowing full moon. I set out to my favorite place, out by small the lake near our trailer.. I always felt so relaxed, out there. It was a place to clear my head, and forget about everything. I pulled out my sketchbook and flipped though the first 20 or so pages, all filled with sketches and paintings of horses. Finally I came across a smooth blank page. My pencil glided across the page, as though it was being moved by an invisible force. Mountains began to form, then I started to draw the night sky. When I drew, it felt like I was slipping into a dream.

Drawing helped take my mind off of Dad, and Claire. I sure missed them.

The sound of thundering hoofbeats jolted me back to reality. I quickly stood up, holding my sketchbook tightly against my chest. I scanned my surroundings. I peered across the lake to see the refection of huge black stallion in the water. As I looked closer, I could see that his ribs were showing, and he had burs in his flowing black mane. But the sight was still breathtaking, he seemed so majestic and free. He gazing back at me with piercing eyes. He then reared, whinnied, and galloped off.

I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. It seemed so surreal, he was so beautiful, almost magical. A real horse, and not just a horse, a wild stallion, I was sure of it. Claire would have loved to see this. I glanced down at my watch. 10 minutes to 11! I raced back to the trailer as fast as my legs could carry me. Mom would be home in less then 10 minutes! I stumbled up the steps to the beat up trailer.

It was all mom could afford, ever since dad had run off with his new girlfriend, Taking my twin sister with him. As much as we did fight, boy, I sure missed her. But I did prefer this place to the designer condo where we used to live. Everything was so much more free out here, and no matter how nice our old place was, it was still in the stuffy old city. But living out here did have it’s drawbacks, like Mom having to waitress every waking moment to support the two of us and pay the rent on this trailer. But what I hated the most was how I couldn't ride anymore. See before Dad left, we had quite a bit of money, living in the penthouse, and me and Claire, being able to ride twice a week at a prestigious barn. Seems great huh? But when Dad got a business deal in Dubai, he and Mom had a huge argument, and that was pretty much the end of Mr and Mrs. Blackmoor, not to say that Dad wasn't cheating already. Which also mean’t no more horses for me. And for Claire, well she decided to spend the summer with Dad.

“Hon, i’m home,and I have some big news, Mom called excitedly.

“What is it,?” I asked?

“Well, Claire is coming home tomorrow,!” she was practically jumping up and down.

I couldn't believe it! I hadn't seen her since the end of the school year, and couldn't believe that she was coming here. We had kept in touch through email, but I couldn't wait to see her for real.

“Well, I didn't want her to start the school year halfway across the world, and Rick thinks he can just separate you for the whole summer and don’t even get me started on how he-.”I cut her off

“So we’re going to be starting school together,!” I exclaimed. At least I would have a friend to start 10th grade with. I couldn't wait to see her! After all, we had been apart for nearly 3 months. I could tell her about the mysterious black stallion, and show her around town.

“Ive missed her so much,” Mom said, on the brink of tears as she came over and gave me a bone crushing hug.

Thats it so far...

Please, if you don't like it tell me why. I want all the constructive criticism I can get.