When the teachers said “its time for the year 8 boys”, I felt nervous. When we lined up on the starting line I felt even more nerves, so I walked to the side. Once I got on the side of the side Mr Burt told me to come to the middle then I gasped for breath.
“Go!”. Off we went running down to the first turn hoping to get a good start. But no I was nearly in last place. My goal was to do the whole run non stop. I started to catch up to 10th place so I stopped for a break. But when I stopped and walked, people started running past me, so I started running again.
Once I was nearly at the finish line, I looked back and there was no one behind me except for my friend Brent. When I saw the finish line I started running faster. Everyone was cheering me on when I was going past the finish line.
When I finished the race my legs felt like jelly. I felt exhausted when I was drinking water.
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