There I was sitting in a full line of 11 year old girls. My heart was pounding like never before because I always came near the end every year.. It was very cold out there. I was also trembling, but I don;t know if it was because I was Cold or because I was nervous.
As Mr Burt slowly made his way to the front, butterflies grew bigger and bigger inside of me. Then he said this " Today is going to be quiet different because the eleven year old will be going first". "WHAT " said. This can not be happening . " Please make your way up" Mr Burt said. " Anything,Anything but Cross-Country" I moaned.
We quietly made it to the starting line ,My heart was pounding. " CLAP"the block went I was running as fast as I could because I did not want to come last. We past the line of trees and my energy drained into the distance. " Please be over , Please be over " I said. But no it wasn't.
Passing the gate, My legs starting aching. I tried to keep on going but the agonizing pain kept shooting trough me. Finally I stopped to catch my breath. My breath was coming out so hard that two people had passed me. Not caring about my breath, I kept on going to pass the two people. My tiring body, felt like it was going to give up, I just couldn't do it . Their was too much pain in me to keep on going.
I was passing the halfway line, I still had a feeling inside of me that I couldn't make it. After a few meters, I was feeling so tired and exhausted. But, Miss King kept on pushing me to do the race and finish it. For her to say that is really encouraging and that is why I kept on going.
A relived feeling had come over me when my eyes had saw the finish line. " YAY " I screamed with joy. I passed the playground with complete happiness. This was my final sprint to the finish line. " Oh my goodness" I said
"It's over" I signed. But I never thought I would make it. " Thank you it over , Thank you I said in a relief and satisfaction.
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