I am a Jockey

by Emily
(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.

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Oct 30, 2014
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Thanks!
by: Emily

Thanks for publishing it! It is SUCH an honor.

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Go Girl!
by: Anonymous

This is such a cool story, Emily! <3 ur big sister

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