August Story Contest

Horse Show
By: T1e2s3s4o5r6a7
Age: 10

We’re up next
To fly around the jumps
To clear them not to knock them
The rider finishes with two faults
And we walk into the ring
I pat my horse’s shoulder
And start the course
I know nothing but my horse and the jumps
We head to the first and clear it with ease
The seconds taller but we fly over it
The next one has height but also length
We clear it and we’re on to the next
We clear it
Now all that’s left is the combination
He shortens his stride
And we’re over the first
He takes one stride and we’re clear
We go to the arena and get our prize
First today, first tomorrow