Personal Narrative: How To Ride A Horse

Have you ever taught your little bratty sister how to ride a horse? If you haven’t then you might want to think twice before you take over that responsibility. I figured it would be easy since there is only a few things you need to know, but I was extremely wrong. It all took place on a blazing, hot summer day in my forty acres of pasture land. We already had our horses saddles, and ready to go. My sister just got a new horse, and they said it was tamed. It was a beautiful horse. It was white with a gorgeous long mane. We walked out into the I held on to her horse until I got settled into my saddle. We took off through the swamp pasture with our horses raring and ready to go, but I couldn’t let them go! My body started shaking. I didn’t know what to do with my five-year old bratty little sister! I had …show more content…
I handed her horse's reins over to her. Her horse started lunging and rearing up. My horse was doing the same as hers, so there was no way that I could complete the task of getting her off the wild horse. I hollered “pull back pull back,” but she wasn’t. My brain was completely empty of options. I jumped off my horse very swiftly, and chased after my sister and her horse. My legs were aching with pain, so my speed was slowly decreasing. After I took a few more steps I fell to the ground. My heart was racing. I had one idea to get her to safety. That one idea was for her to jump off, but I forgot she was strapped in and couldn't get out herself. I was completely out of ideas. Something on my left side caught my eye. There was an old yellow four-wheeler sitting under the oak tree. I crawled over there with my legs aching. Pulled myself upon the four-wheeler and reached to turned it on. I gassed on the throttle and took off. I searched the pasture for my sister and her