SAdrenaline fills the air, all sences are hightened.The smell is not new to me. I had been around cattle quite abit before this,but this time was much different.I knew my life was being put on the line.The bull I was about to climb on was brown and white with long horns and brown eyes.He had been through this before so his eyes were calm and almost sudated.I had been given brief instruction in the chute.It was time to ride!I nodded my head to inform all I was ready ,and the gate swung open.The shear amount of power was a shock.He was rolling his back left to right with every jump.I was determined to stay atop.I was holding him with my spurs,had a grip on the rope.Then he started spinning,my grip was tight,but I was stuck.I am sure the top of his head was harder than those horns.Although my hand refused to quit my legs were begging for it.He stuck a horn in my left pocket and around and around we went.Finally my hand broke free and I was tossed far from the not so scared animal.My jeans were a mess torn and tattered my shirt was also torn.I had a feeling of saddness that I had let my father down.He came over to me and said (so what did you think)I replied I need a better rope he laughed and said (If you stay on top that rope will look better). 
Topic : Becoming a man - Genre : Love
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