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100 word challenge
Myer gingerly stroked Rusty’s brown mane. No one knew about him except Myer. Rusty was a Kaimanawa rescue horse. He was the most beautiful horse in the pony club but no one knew. Myer lowered herself down and brushed through his rough mane. ”Myer honey its time to go” Myer gasped it was her mum she would be in so much trouble she should have known it was gonna be to hard to keep him ”Oh there you are i was so worried um who’s this?” my Mother gasped ”Mum meet Rusty he’s a Kaimanawa! A nice one” i said.
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The lamp flickered and the chilly air filled the room. It was Wednesday night and Willow could not sleep she had tried everything she had read her favourite book over ten times. She brushed her long brown hair with her fingers. It hang over her face and parted at the side. She suddenly heard a patting noise. Phew it was just her cat Lila. ”Can you not sleep to Lila” whispered Willow in a soft voice Lila replied in a loud meow. Willow lifted her head and peered out the window snow gracefully danced by the window there was a little dot out in the snow Willow could not take her eyes of it. She had had enough she had to find out what it was. Willow whisked down the stairs and slowly opened the door. Luckily she had her coat on. she spied the dot and hunted it down. Finally she meet it it was a……
100 word challenge.
The raindrops brushed my shoulders, my teeth chattered, there was blood covering my hand.I was worried. I was locked in a small room it was damp and mouldy there was only one escape the window it was gonna be hard though. I still had my small brown sachet on me with my phone in it. Wait i could call my mum. I turned on my phone and gazed at the picture of my beautiful dog. I decided to take a picture of were i was on my phones camera and send it to my mum. Oh no he’s here help….
100 word challenge
I knew Butter wasn’t ready. She trotted to slow, her canter was worse,and she was so stubborn. ”Myer shes getting worse” i moaned ”just give her time” sighed Myer ” we don’t have time the shows tomorrow” i cried ”come on it’s gonna be hard but don’t get worried keep up the good work” she cheered. I threw myself back onto Butter’s brown saddle she was beautiful. It was the next day i was at the starting line on butter. Myer was giving me cheerful looks from the stands as she held her camera. Butter leaped across the jumps very gracefully.
100 word challenge!!!
I brushed dusty’s milky brown mane. I was worried. Would my old horse be enough to compete against Luella’s fancy show horse? I have to say Luella’s horse Sage was quite glamorous and beautiful. Dusty neighed ”come on buddy we have to prove Luella and Sage wrong lets get you ready” i muttered. I threw on a Italian dressage over her blue girth she was ready. The whole of greenstone pony club lined up along the starting line. cameras flashed. Taking pictures of us at every angle. I was so nervous. ”ok the race starts in three two one go!”.
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I ran up to my front porch and twisted the front door open ”mum i am home” i yelled. There was a pause she didn’t reply ”mum?” i questioned with a shake in my voice. yet there was another pause. I slammed the door shut. I yanked off my bag and started to run around the house in search of my mother. It was the study where i found her she was curled in a ball shaking. ”Mum is that you?” i cried ”Hazel my dear you must run” she whispered ”whats going on?” i cried ”someone dangerous is in search of you just go honey please I’m begging you” my mother started to cry ”ok i will as long as you come with me” i cried. Thats when the thing came……..
100 word challenge
I paced into my mothers room i spied a small cabinet in the corner it had shiny brass handels that had obviously been polished recently. I knelt down beside the cabinet and pulled open one side of it. A small bowl lay inside the cabinet it held seven little lollies wrapped in shiny gold wrapping i picked up one single lollie and unwrapped it gingerly. I held the lollie infront of my eyes and brang it in to my mouth. A spring of ginger and cinnamon filled my mouth it was devine how could something so tiny taste so good.
100 word challenge
My body gives in. I collapse onto the sweaty gym mats. The whole moment plays in slow motion. Why can’t i be as good as every one else. I pick my head up from the floor it feels like it’s as heavy as a weight. I can see the other girls in the distance flipping. But theres one girl in particular i watch she’s the smallest in the class but the best. How can something so tiny fly so high. I jump back up and through myself onto the beam i twist my arms and do a back hand spring.
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The bright lights blind my eyes. I watch the graceful ballet dancer as she floats across the stage. It’s almost my turn to shine. My navy leotard with a silk skirt is freshly dry cleaned. My hair is fixed in a french braid that ends in a high bun. My heart skips a beat i hear the audience cheering and clapping. It’s my turn. I sigh and prance onto the stage. I flash a smile across my face my music starts. I leap across the stage.
100 word challenge
I gaze out at the tiny girl as she throws herself into the air. Flipping and twisting. My mouth drops open. I gasp for words how can something so tiny do such a beautiful act. She lands with such grace and elegance she thrusts her hands into the air and shows off her beautiful end pose. I slam my hands together and clap i clap until my hands turn red and swollen. The announcer speaks through a mega phone and says ”That was Shawn Johnson on floor she scored a 9.9”. I watch as she leaps up with joy. I smile.