Heart Break

• Siena Lamers, Grade 7
• Short Story
• 2017

I woke with a start, sitting in a bed. The room was dark and cold. I used all of my strength to look up there was a crack of light between the door and the wall. A woman comes in and says “Grace……. It’s okay. Everything will be just fine.” I cut her off by saying “what happened?” she tucked me in tightly and she said “you were competing in a cross country event and your horse tripped on a jump and you lost your memory”. I was confused, my head hurt, so I tried not to think too much. The women sitting on the side of my bed said “Grace I was there watching you. Grace, I am your mother”.

I was thinking about what happened to Spartan. So, I said in a scruffy low saw voice, “what happened to my horse?” She turned and said “he’s alright and is recovering just like u should be”. She walked out of the room then popped her head in again and said “you could go and visit him if u want tomorrow?” I replied nervousness in my voice then found the strength to reply “I would love to”
I took 15 steps outside and the heat brushed onto my face. I could see the barn and hear the horses neighing very loudly. I opened the door and my Mother and Father followed me, there was what I thought was Spartan. I walked the slowest I have ever for memory. I put my hand out and he recognised me and sniffed my hand and I stroked his forehead.

It’s been 2 weeks since my injury. I have recovered 100%, but now I get little flash backs of what happened on the day of my fall. My horse Spartan is recovered. My father said that I should get back in the routine of being a cross country champion just like I was previously.
My father yelled “GRACE! GRACE! You have to come and see this” So I ran as fast as my feet could take me. Holding a flyer it said, Mt Woodley cross country, 2017.. I replied slowly “you want me to compete?” He said that “it would be great for you to move on” I trained for hours after school and the jumps grew as well. As my Mother wishes me luck my dad gives me a leg up. My whole body is so shaky. When my Mother and my Father lead me out everyone stops their conversations and just stare at me, a little girl said to her mother “I thought she would never ride again.”

I go into the barriers and I could feel the nervousness in both Spartans and my body. My father wished me good luck once again. This is it I have one chance to do this and I win put my 100% effort in it. 10 second count down and my hands were shaking even more than they were earlier. Then the trumpet blew.