I was so thankful that cross country only happened once a year. Keep running and don’t stop I told myself. Mud squelched under my feet as I ran through the reserve.I could feel my heart pounding against my chest in my inhaled and my exhaled.With a final burst of energy I sprinted towards the finish line.Yeah! everybody cheered.
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