Scary/Silly moment

The pressure was on. That one kid from Uncle Mark's last party was trying to show us how cool he was. There was no other choice but to out show him. The bull was on the other side of the pen, it wouldn't catch me. He said I wouldn't be able to do it, which fueled my fire more. I opened the pen door and began my perilous journey. Each step made noise that could easily be heard from across the world. I knew it could sense me, smell me, it was just waiting until I had no chance of survival. I kept going. I could see my goal; the haystack, and beyond it the barn which I could reside until the bull had forgotten about me. In that second I had lost my focus and slipped on some liquidy brown stuff and hit the ground. I didn't dare look to see if it was chasing me, I knew any second I wasted looking back, would slow me down. I could hear my friends screaming in anguish or maybe it was laughing? At the time it seemed like they were on my side. Suddenly, I felt the hay stack, and began my ascent. I reached the top, sat down, took a breath, and looked for the bull. The "bull" was snorting at the bottom of the haystack. The "bull" was a pig. :(