The race about to begin, stared into they boys eyes next to me. They were hollows of madness. The horn broke the silence the race began.
I was still 1 million steps away from the finish line, the field was getting decimated by the swarms of children, it was like a battle in the medieval ages.
As the glistening sun shone on me I couldn´t handle it anymore, but I still has the courage, so I kept on trundling and trundling on.
Soon I was only 1 and a half laps to go. As I was running the mud would scream at me shouting, SLIP!, SLIP!, SLIP!
I was only a few meters away from the finish line, I sprinted like no tomorrow, blobs of mud flew everywhere, and with an astonishing slide I came 6th place.
I wondered who came 1st place, who knew it, it was a mystery.
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