As I lined up on the track I was sweating like a dogs tongue ''On your marks get set GO'' BANG went the powder gun that dean was holding in his hand.
I was coming first. In the background I heard cheering going on. I began to go faster and faster, I wasn't focusing on the people beside me or the cheering, I was just focusing on the end. My feet were slapping the red bumpy floor and my breath kept going faster and faster.
Finally I was there! I came first place in the 200metre run.