"Let's go boys, Let's go boys!" Shouted Lucas over the cacophony of voices throughout the stadium. He shot his arm up right when RedRock leaped out of the stall. They started spinning and twisting around like two kites flying in the wind. 8...7...6...5....4....3...2...1...! Resounded the announcer's voice. He jumped off and fell to the ground and was a little distorted but got up. Then he ran towards the "safe-gate" and was smiling up at his wife Olivia when Lucas could see her face fill with fear and her eyes look away from him. Then he could feel the thundering hooves of RedRock behind him and just when he turned around he felt the horns pierce into him..."Aghhhhhh!!!!!"...He woke up in a cold sweat. "Baby, are you alright?" Asked Olivia. "Ya, I'm good. It was just a nightmare." "Are you sure?" Ya, I'm sure. He decided that he would go take a shower and get ready because he knew he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. 20 minutes later... "Who was that?" I asked. "I have to go, my dad is in the hospital." Why? "He...killed himself."
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Born a Cowboy
ActionFather, Husband, Bullrider. Can he live up to becoming the cowboy he was meant to be?
