Personal Narrative: Horse Racing

I could feel my heart racing,As the wind blew through my hair,I felt as if I was flying .My friend and I visited to her grandma’s house to ride horses.My friend’s name is Cirrae. I was excited to ride horses.I had pictures in my head about how fun it was going to be, my first step was to learn how to put a saddle and the bridle on the horse, I’ve always thought it was easy.

We went to the farm. I wanted to meet all the horses.I was able to ride a horse named Feather.She is a nice horse, she doesn’t kick or buck.Putting the saddle on was so confusing. Cirrae showed me how and I thanked her.She brought me to the tree stump so I could get on the horse.

We both climbed on the horses. When we went down the trail there were a few hills that the