It started off pretty hard, people never had any respect for me until one day I told myself, I had to change. I saved up my allowance until I can raise enough funds for a horse. So I bought the house and I trained and trained until I was good enough for being a jockey. Eventually, I got signed to ride a horse in a race and you would never believe who I saw in the jockey room, THE SAME PERSON WHO USE TO TELL ME BAD STUFF. I didn't let that bother me and I rode my horse. I ran 3rd and the same person who told me bad stuff ran 1st.
