FACING THE PACK
Hesitatingly, I trek to the line,
My feet grip in the itchy grass.
I was nervous to complete the 200 metres,
I catch a glance at my eager contestants.
I seek the finish line far away, BANG!
Just then the race had started we were off.
Sprinting,speedily,heart racing,
I scampered past the others,
I dropped down to third place with my very last
lap to go.
Getting close to the finish line
I sprint my heart out hoping to get a place.
THIRD!
By Megan Lind
Rowing machine
Striding up to the rowing machine
Crouching onto it.
My hands clutch onto the rope,
Staring at the screen.
GO!
Pumping, stretching, pushing, sliding,
Hands shaking like a rattle.
Arms stretching across again,
Puffing
Sweat drips down like a drink bottle leaking
down my face
Legs wobbling, mouth gasping for air.
100metre comes onto the screen
Yay!
Feeling fatigued, I stumble away back to my
seat.
By Emily Tapper
Wow amazing descriptive writing keep it up
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