12 Year old boys 100m run.
As we take our places at the start of the race we have a few minutes to get ready for the sprint of our lives.
We got into our lanes ready to start sprinting for the chance to go to Southland. Everyone was eager to run. We all sounded like racing cars burning their wheels on the track.
3 2 1 GO!!! I heave my legs it was as if my legs were missiles ready to hit it’s target at the finish line. At the 50m mark I started to fall behind so I used the adrenalin I had left, then I sped right back up to 2nd place. I am confident that I might win the race. I only had one chance left so I launched my legs and it felt like my speed limit just went up to a hundred km per hour. The race has finished and a huge load of pain shot up my leg but I didn’t care. I just was glad that I made it to Southland by coming 2nd place. Now that the race was over I had to limp to the rest of the events for the rest of day.... and get my foot wrapped up in bandages and the rest of the day was hell on Earth!!!!!
By JAHDAN
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