Creative Writing

Cross Country Race

The day was upon us. Before the race my tummy was feeling sick. It was doing somersaults like on acrobat. I was wearing my favourite pink top and shots, hoping that they were lucky. I was feeling scared and kept looking around until I found my mum.

It was all over. My legs were as sore as pulling a tooth out. I ran over the finish line like a rocket and my mum said "you ran good!" I felt sad because I can't run fast like all the other people were over the finish line but I was getting there. When I got there I started to cry but my mum said than I was good because I did not give up . So I got to go out for tea. I got subway for tea that night and on Friday I got someone to stay the night it was Brooke that night it was fun and we went to the pool that day