-Ride- | Teen Ink


March 10, 2011
BeTwEenDrEaMiNGaNdCoMiNGTrUE PLATINUM, Howell, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
“If I speak in the tongues of angels, but have not love, I'm only a resounding noise , If I have the gift of knowledge, And if my faith moves mountains high, But have not love I am nothing… Though I know the One, Who holds the stars in the heavens, In the palm of His hand, If I give all I possess , To the poor and the helpless, I'll still gain nothing, Without love… Love's patient, True love is always kind, Love does not envy, Never brags, it's never proud, Slow to wrath, it keeps no records of wrongs against friends, Love forgives… It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.” (1 Corinthians 13:1-5,7)
“If the world hates you, remember that it hated Me first. If you belonged to the world, it would love you as its own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you.” John 15:18-19
"The world is not respectable; it is mortal, tormented, confused, deluded forever; but it is shot through with beauty, with love, with glints of courage and laughter; and in these the spirit blooms..." ~ George Santayana

At first she was calm;
there was a smooth rocking motion to the gait of the horse.
A steady rhythmic beat pounded out every time the dainty hoofs touched the ground, cantering round and round in circles.
Then all of the sudden
the whole mood changed and she was being tossed into the air as if she was as weightless as a feather.
The fear of both the horse and rider radiated around, giving the air a crackling and snapping tension.
she laid sprawled out, flat on her face.
Gasping for air that was denied her lungs when the cold, hard, unforgiving ground rose up to meet her,
bringing her full weight back down to earth with an impact that she thought could have sent her straight through the earth and out into orbit.
Unable to move and unable to breathe
Tears of fear and pain streamed down her face leaving trails in the dust, as her body trembled from the strain of trying to get up again.
The agonizing pain didn’t go away when she stood up from biting the dust
the tears started afresh when her instructor told her to get back on the horse.
It was the first time to learn,
when you fall,
you get back up
and ride.

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