Week 12: The sky scraper race By :Tadhg

I dashed up the steps racing to be first . I could still hear the holler of the starting horn echoing in the building. I was in third place just behind my friend in second place. I was puffing hard and was sweating like a dog.

A stitch in my side started forming and became more painful after a while. I darted up past my friend and raced to be in first position. The stitch was now biting in my side and the pain was unbearable but I wanted to come first.Then I saw the finish line and I was first.

Later on, I went home and to my amazement we seemed to be on the television


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