Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Week 3 -The Race by Michaela

I ran with the feeling my lungs were about to jump out of my chest. I tried harder and harder to run faster but i just couldn't. I saw the finish line, then i tripped over a rock and went flying forwards and skidded along the track. I only just managed to get myself to stand up, people ran past both sides of me. I failed to stand up as i had badly twisted my ankle and grazed my knees, hands and forehead. The medics raced towards me with a stretcher and carried me to the ambulance.  The bandaged me up and sent on my way.

By Michaela

1 comment:

  1. great story next time put capital 'I's in there

    Samuel Kevin Carter

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