Tuesday, 10 March 2015

The wild runner

"I have to get there" She roared. She was roasting. But that did not stop her, nothing would! she
 Had lots of determination. She had powerful legs. she was forcing herself to go fored."I want to win this race". The mountain was rocky. She gripped her feet to the gravel. She must get to the top. She could feel pain dribbling down my back. 

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