I am a Jockey
(Albuquerque, New Mexico, US.)
The hot summer sun shone down on me. I began to sweat. But I felt confident.
My palomino mare, Peach, and I had been training for this race for a whole year. We were ready.
5 minutes before the race, I heard my best friend, Hanna Klovsky, shout,"Go,Tina,go!"
I felt even better.
Suddenly,I got nervous. My breathing became heavy. Then I heard the gunshot. We ran like crazy.
I bent down. The wind whipped my hair. Peach ran like the wind. After awhile, I overtook the second-place horse. Then, the first-place horse and I were nose-to-nose. I bent down more.Peach ran faster. We overtook him! Just then, I crossed the finish line.
When I got my trophy, I couldn't be happier. It was the best day of my life, and I was only 10!
At dawn, I couldn't sleep anymore. I snuck out of the house and into the stable. Peach was there, whinnying softly. I pet her, fed her a carrot, and asked her," Wanna go for a ride?" I led her out of the stable.
We rode around the yard. Peach was so fast. I loved being a 10-year-old jockey. I am a jockey. I love horses.
I fell asleep again, in the stable. I woke up next to Peach. Like I said, I am a jockey.