Personal Narrative: My Horse

I had never ridden a horse before. Trotting away in the middle of a Costa Rican plain, I could feel my bare ankles stinging from the stirrup rubbing against them. We had been riding for a solid three hours in the unbearable heat.
Suddenly I felt my body falling backwards, my horse was running. I grasped onto the horn for dear life. Thinking back, they did not teach me much about how to ride a horse before I jumped on, so I had absolutely no idea what to do. “Should I jump off?” It seemed like a valid option because my horse was heading right towards my mom’s. I was then in survival mode. I grabbed the reins and pulled as hard as I could. I had no idea what this was going to accomplish, but my horse flew backwards onto two legs like you would
When the bread was done, I cut thin slices of the cheese which I then layered on both pieces of bread. I patiently waited as the cheese melted before my eyes and then combined the two halves. I pressed the sandwich even more until the cheese oozed out. I would not describe myself as a patient person, but I waited patiently until I was positive that it was perfect.
It was the best thing that I had ever eaten in my life. I was not sure if it was just because I was so hungry that it tasted so good, but I knew at that moment, I had created something note worthy.
It had then became an obsession. Everyday when I got home from school or sports, I would make a grilled cheese. I began to experiment with things that I could put inside of it to make it more flavorful. Sauteed onions, roasted eggplant, arugula, pesto, everything tasted like it belonged.
Unpredictable situations in my life have only made me improve due to my ability to make the most out of them. Positivity is what fuels me, and I believe that I will be unstoppable at whatever I decide to put my mind to by having an open mind, and exceeding expectations. Sometimes you have to be able to take risks, and pull the reins towards the brighter