Athletics

Tentatively, I crawled out of the shadows.

Shuffled up to the line.

Then clutched my vortex.

"When you’re ready," encouraged Mrs Hollier.

Sturdily, I swung my arm back

Then all of a sudden the vortex whistled through the air

4th place…

Once again I clutched another vortex.

This time, the vortex whistled like a bullet from a gun

First place.

Proud.

The winner.

By Sarah Lock