The Mae family was a family of retired jockeys and loved horse racing there was Brad Mae,Mary Mae and their eight year old daughter Sally Mae.
They lived in a small house in a tiny village in the countryside but the inside of the house was littered with trophies from all the races Brad and Mary had won before Mary gave birth to Sally.
Back in the day Mary and Brad had the fastest horses in the United Kingdom. Brads horse was a tall black stallion called Thunder and Mary's horse was a silver horse called Bolt, Bolt was tiny but he suited Mary perfectly. Brad held the record for laps beat in the quickest time. Brad and Mary's horses always came first and beat nearly every race and they were proud.
In their back garden was a stable Brad and Mae kept their race horses Thunder and Bolt as a reminder of when they used to race. Brad and Mary loved their horses they would go into the stable each day and groom them sometimes they would let their daughter go out into the garden and feed them carrots everyday, they liked carrots. the horses were happy to see her too because every time she came out into the stable the horses gave a happy neigh Sally loved the horses.
Brad and Mary wouldn't stop talking to Sally about all the races they had and all the horses they had met some of the horses had funny names and it made Sally giggle with glee.
One night Brad came into Sally's room she was all tucked up in bed he sat on the end of her bed and told her a story.
He told her back in the day there was one race were the rival had beat him his rival was a man known as Mr Pollyworth he was tall and wore fancy clothes and a monocle he came from a rich family and lives in a big posh house buy one thing he always wanted was to beat Brad in a race but he never could.
It was the day of the big race against Pollyworth for Brad a chance to win the championship cup before the race Brad saw Pollyworth in the back pumping the horse with drugs so the horse would go faster, Brad didn't want to snitch on Pollyworth to race officials so he saddled up on his horse at the starting line and got ready to race.
Brad saw the people sitting in the audience cheering him on he was proud and smiled back at the audience. The man at the starting line aimed his gun in the air and Brad and Pollyworth sped off on their horses leaving a cloud of dust behind them.
Round and round they went Brad could feel the wind in his hair, he looked back and saw Pollyworth behind him there was no chance Pollyworth could beat him now.
Five meters towards the finish line and Brad saw Pollyworth take him over and go in front of Brad at lightning speed Brad was shunned as he saw Pollyworth jet passed the finish line.
Brad got off his horse and saw Pollyworth being handed the platinum trophy and cheering, even the crown cheered for him, this was the only trophy Brad hadn't won and he couldn't believe it Brad rested his face in his hands he couldn't believe he just lost his first race. Brad went back home and he couldn't sleep even in his dreams the loss of the race haunted him every day and night.
Sally looked up at Brad with a smile " one day i will win the platinum trophy for you daddy" she said as she hugged Brad goodnight.
Brad wished her a goodnight and walked out of her room Brad closed his eyes tight and realised that Sally will grow up to be the best horse racer there ever was just like her farther.
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Ficción GeneralA family of prize winning jockeys gets their daughter a majestic black horse for her birthday she trains it to win the big race and win a trophy of her own.