HER DREAM

Jessy's Pov:

As i whipped around the last barrel i gripped the brown leathery rains and trashed my chest forward. My calves tightened around Jokers stomach,

and i could feel her speed up. The gate was open up but not enough. Joker began to trash and kick. I tried calming her down but Joker has a fear if the gates, if they aren't open enough she will not go through them. But not this time, i thought. I need this one. I squeezed my legs together letting Joker know.. i was serious. Then all of a sudden i saw Rex and Tucker. They run out of the security guards arms and Tucker run to the gates. Rex stalled the security and Tucker opened the gates just as Joker and I galloped through the chipped painted gates. I turned to look at Tucker. Bad decision. I lost control of Joker and I could feel my whole body go numb. As if someone had pushed me into a stone wall with the power of ten bulls kicking me into it. Then i felt a sharp pain, on my head. I opened my eyes as my body came to a complete stop. I saw tucker standing over me cupping my head, lifting it gently and putting his camo T-shirt under my head. I turned my head and saw that everyone, including Rex was running towards me. Did i fall off joker? Where is she? I had already registered i was laying on the ground. I tried sitting up but Tuck pushed me back down yelling "Stay still". I could hear Jokers hooves clack and her hind legs buck back n' fourth. I became sleepy every quick and I had no energy, even to look up at Tucker. I feel in whats seem to be an endless sleep. Even though i could still hear everyone around me, my eyes would not open. Was my hearing deceiving me? Or could i hear Tucker and Rex weeping? I have never heard them cry. I wanted to cry with them i wanted to reach up and tell them i was okay. But my muscles would not move. I got so frustrated with myself. I was so helpless. Next thing I knew i herd sirens approaching. I could feel latex against my arms, yet tuckers shirt was still under my lifeless, useless head. The latex grew hot and tight around my arms, as if someone was wrapping me in foil wrap and sitting me out in the hot Texan sun. I was being picked up, and the hot griping feeling was 3..4.. people lifting me on a flat platform. It was hard. My eyes remained closed this whole time. Why couldn't they open? I was so calm yet i could hear so many people crying and panting around me. I felt a brisk coldness on my skin. The faint breeze traveled from the tip of my noes down to my legs. I could could smell hand sanitizer, and that stuff you rub on your chest when you have a cold, and your noes is stuffy. I soon recognized that combination-smell. I was in a ambulance. A loud slam crossed my ear drums and soon i was alone. Banging began. I'm guessing someone was banging on the ambulance doors.

"She's my sister!"Rex?

"She's my girlfriend!" Tucker? Why are they making such a fuss? I felt the suns rays cross my face. The doors opened and i could smell Rex's musk stench. And i could feel Tuckers warm hand grip my bicep.

"I told you they would let us ride with her." Rex sat close to me. I was hearing chimes.

"Rex, don't touch that" Tuckers voice traveled across the small ambulances area and made its way to Rex. Tucker clenched my shoulder. "don't worry Jessy, you'll be at the hospital soon

. Hang in their."