Topic > Narrative essay on the constant - 702

I had to run the 100 meters, the 400 meters and throw the shot put. The shot put and 100 meters flew by, without seeming too important to me. When the 400 meter race came around, I dreaded it. A whole lap?! It was crazy! I entered the starting blocks (at this point I barely knew how to use them) and waited for the commands. «To your seats. Set of runners. BANG!” The gun went off and I flew around the corner. I was full of adrenaline. In the end I won my heat and took sixth place overall. I remember getting in the car with my mom and saying, "Thanks for not letting me stop, Mom." He had to laugh about it, because he was right, after all