Dog Racing Creative Writing

As I jumped into the water, I only had one thing on my mind: saving the victim. As I swam towards her I saw her head slip under. I called for a backboard before I dove beneath the surface to bring her head above the water. I

The weather was decent, but evening was approaching and it was getting chillier. A lay on my stomach and steady the tube as Noah gets on. We grab on to the handles in front of us and the tube is propelled forward by the boat. We started picking up speed, but it was still easy to stay on the tube. We started reaching speeds of up to forty miles per hour. It was amazing, the water flashed by on either side. We were still going straight but we were ramping off waves. The water splashed in my face every time we went airborne and landed again, but I didn’t care. And then we started turning. We turned right, which was the side I was on. We just let the tube go where it wanted to go, but that was a mistake. The tube came closer to the gigantic wave made by the boat engine. We reamped of the wave, and I knew I was a goner. I began sliding off the tube, and I thought I was gone. Finally my body was flung into the water, but my hands had a firm grip on the handle bars. Uncle ralph slowed down enough so I could pull myself up on the tube. With most of my body soaking wet, and slippery. When we turned again we turned left. This time we tried to lean against the wave. The tactic worked pretty good, but me hit the wave again. Noah was gone in an instant. I look back and he is floating some ways back

So Fernanda jumped and “pencil dived” to grab Roene, and it worked! But when Fernanda was grabbing Roene, she dropped the rope and hatchet. When Nathan and I were landing in the water, we had to loosen the chest strap before we landed. Once we landed we had to take it off carefully and let the parachute sink. Roene and Fernanda wanted to save the parachute, for supplies. So before they hit the water, Fernanda dropped Roene into the water, Roene swam away a little. While Fernanda was still in the air she loosened the chest strap and when she landed she took it off. Meanwhile, Roene quickly grabbed the parachute and successfully saved it. We swam towards each other while Nathan inflated the dinghy. We were about a three-minute swim away from each other, but there were some pretty big waves. When we noticed that there were sharks! While the rest of us were panicking, Fernanda discovered that they were whale sharks! She told us that whale sharks don’t eat humans! We were so relieved. While we were paddling to shore, Roene hit Nathan in the head with her oar! Nathan got a concussion, but he was okay since he just lay on the bottom of the dinghy. We were a six-hour paddle

When you have a dog that spends a lot of time outdoors, building a fence that surrounds your property may not be very practical. Your goal is to keep your dog contained and secure, and you can do that much more efficiently by creating a dog run with chain link fencing. Here are some tips for building it.

They must’ve followed me here. I can’t let Nick hurt them too. I start walking in the direction of the yelling until I come out of the trees. He sees me now. I yell for him to leave her alone and it does the trick. He throws Molly off to the side and starts coming after me. I run in the opposite direction but he catches up to me, or maybe I let him. He pushes me around, throwing punches and knocking me to the ground. I am surrounded by NIck and his friends. He picks up a stick and swings it at my head. I duck and push against Gordon. He goes over the edge and a loud crack and then a splash is heard. He must have hit the platform and fell into the water. This angers Nick even more and he smashes the branch against the back of my head. For a moment everything goes black and then I am on the ground. I try to get up but Nick shoves me. I lose my balance for a moment but get back up, grabbing a rock in the process. I take the rock in my hand and smash it against Matt's head. The sound was deafening. He let out a shriek as it cracked his skull and he hit the ground. That was the last straw. Nick ran at me from behind. His momentum carried the both of us into the dark waters below. As soon as I hit the water I start flailing my limbs desperately trying to get away from Nick. This is bad, I can not swim. I never thought I would go out drowning. My body is getting weaker and my movements are slowing until I am no longer moving. Nick splashes behind me and is quickly getting closer. Everything goes quiet before I am pushed into the chilly water. I struggle against the hands holding me under but it is to no avail. I am so tired. I need air, I can feel my head pounding. The urge to inhale to getting harder to fight by the second. It is all going dark. I give in and inhale the dark water, Then it all

About me? I'm a book fanatic, love to write and being in the forest. Peace and quiet may very well be my favorite things on earth. I also have dog Tipper who pees on everything and I don't believe a word that person says if they have the moniker, "Expert" My goldfish Milli recently died, burials at sea are always tough. I still have ever been able to figure out how high is "up"? I know for a fact that it's impossible to hate pizza and nachos. And, I don't know if I'll ever truly get author bios. If, an author's life was so interesting that people are dying to know about it, than why do the spend all day writing fiction. Want to know anything else? Just

I turned and saw a giant metal shaft being hurled at me! I started swimming away, but it was too late. I got knocked underwater and saw my siblings get splashed back, except for John, who dove under to help me. I saw John reach toward me, but then I got knocked unconscious by a random another random thing that plunged into the water.

I was leaving the banana island, whistling for Afa. When I was rushing home in my canoe, I saw the massive sail-shaped fin of the one and only shark -- Tupa! I tried to avoid him, but he sensed me through the phosphorous covered water. Afa started barking crazily. “Calm down” I rasped, at the jumping around Afa. He almost the boat over. Afa fell out, and Tupa went straight for my poor dog. I was filled with anxiety to save Afa. I jumped up, steadied myself and shoved my spear straight into the beast's eye. He thrashed in agony and I helped Afa get back on the boat. When Tupa recovered, he went straight for the boat so I threw my spear again and hit Tupa straight in the other eye. Tupa rolled over, but sharks are clever so I stabbed the

It seemed like an average day, when suddenly, Brooke’s mother and father said they wouldn't be home all day and they trusted that she takes care of Anthony and her dog Gunner while they’re away. They also said Anthony and she would get grounded from electronics for three days if they weren’t on our best behavior. However, because Brooke’s living with the world’s biggest troublemaker as a little brother, it’s a hard achievement to receive. While Brooke was cleaning the dishes, Anthony toke Gunner out to the back of our house. At first, she thought nothing of it, what could possibly go wrong? Ordinarily, it’s healthy for any dog to get some fresh air. Then, without warning, Brooke heard the gate creak open and heard Gunner scampered like a lightning

A large field was broken up by two rows of trees creating a small square section with dense cattails covering most of it. A mix of knee high grass and alfalfa covered the rest. Luke, Billy, and I decided it would be best to start on one side and push the birds to the other, staying away from the tree line. We quietly stepped out of the truck and safely loaded our guns. Once we were ready, I went to the bed. Luke’s dog, Chase, and my dog, Ruby, watched eagerly wagging their tails, waiting for the door to open. When I opened the kennel doors, both dogs jumped out bursting with energy.

It smelled like there was a human and some small animal inside the boat. Easy meal. My hunger overcame caution so as soon as I smelled the human I bolted over to the slim boat. I hear the small animal grow and bark. Then, I quickly rammed into the side of the boat, trying to shake the human and the other animal off. I went for a second ram --- Nothing... I went for a final ram, this time with all my energy. The little animal inside the boat fell into the water. The small animal tried to swim for a close by island, but when the human called out to the animal, “ Afa, hie (go quickly) here!” The small animal quickly changed its directions and started heading for the boat. I spun in a circle, trying to gain some speed and then attempted to lunge at the small animal ----- but instead I was met with a sharp spear in my

The warm summer breeze of wild horse creek, Nevada rushed across the back of the Mustangs. Their bodies glided effortlessly across the land as if they one with the open fields. As they came to a stop to the crisp and glistening stream to get a drink, the sun kissed all the horses and their free spirits shined brightly. As they continued galloping along, the dry golden meadows brushed against the coats of the wild horses. The sun was starting to fade so they decided to settle in for the night.

It was a long time ago. I was hoping it would never have happened again. I should have when we went into the water. It was as big as the submarine that we were in. It was probably even bigger then our submarine.Gulp is the sound my throat made when I swallowed my water. I was really thirsty from the night. I do not know why yet but it got super hot in my little cubie. I fell off my bed with a loud thud. That is what awoke me. That is when it happened I realized that the ship was sinking. That is when I knew there was no hope for me. I gave up with hope that someday someone will carry on my legacy with catching the beast.

Just when I thought about returning inside to escape the breaths of invisible fire, the still scenery was interrupted from the corners of my eyes as I saw a glimpse of white run through. Turning back around, my eyes locked onto the eyes of a small creature, no taller than my waist and full of fur. The dog’s tail wagged curiously and sat down as if waiting for me as I slowly approached the animal. Upon stopping a few steps before it, my heart dropped when I saw the blistering wound on the small body. Blood slowly trickled down, mixing with the matted and dirty fur. Unaffected by the seemingly painful wound, the lost dog panted happily to be able to company after a long, agonising day in the heatwave. Seeing the large wound sent my whole mind into panic, the owner of the dog could not be seen or found anywhere within the few deserted streets and the poor dog was exhausted from the heat and injury. The hot, wave like fumes rippling the air and the molten-like asphalt did not help at all to calm down my thinking as I ushered the dog into our house to shelter it from the heat wave. Thinking back, it was

Ready. Set. GO!!!!! Not even a minute into the first stage of the 2017 Breck Epic, and my heart rate is bumping. I always love those "neutral roll-outs" that I have to work like hell to not get dropped in.....