The whole school walked to the cross country course to have a race. I walked to the starting line. The year 3 boys are racing. I was nervous about this race. Ready, steady, "pesssss". The horn didn't go and all the boys ran expect for me. It was fake. I had to catch up to the others.
Round we go ... I caught up to the others! Coming down to the finish line . I'm in front of all the boys. But a boy is coming up behind me so I ran as fast as a buffalo. It was a tight race. I came first! I couldn't believe it.
By Harry
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