X-country

X - Country

The day had come. It was the day when you had to run , run and run again. I saw people groaning and groaning because they didn’t want to run. I could tell that children were thinking why do we have to do this torture . Yes the cross country day had arrived,

Mr VB blasted the hooter beater into the dark, blue sky. BEEP! AS the hooter beater was shot up into the sky the children started running like millions of bulls running into a zebra. I was only behind about ten people and I got covered in wet; brown, sticky mud. I needed to wipe it off my face but I couldn’t because if I did I would get squished under billions of elephants. Suddenly just one thing made me forget about the mud on my face. I was the … HILL

I felt like dieing going up the hill but knew I had to keep going. I was ten billion miles away from the finish line but I was three meters away from the top of the hill. Three two one! I was on top of the hill. It felt like i’d climbed Mt Everest

but the bad news was soon I had to run it up again.

After the second lap of the hill I only thought of finishing the race. The scorching sun made me more tired than ever. I could hear my friends cheering for me. That meant I was nearly there. I was ten meters away from the finish line. I started sprinting and I was done. I was very proud of myself because I had come SIXTH! I was in the cluster X-country team for the first time.