A whistle blew and everyone disappeared ahead of me in the race. I run as fast as I can but feel that no matter how hard I tried I won’t be able to keep up with the people in front. I look behind myself but saw no one.
“Great.” I tell myself grumpily. “I am going to come last.”
I continue to run and soon I discovered that the people at the front are getting tired.
“This is my chance!”
I suddenly get the energy to sprint ahead of everyone in front of me and cross the finish line first!
My goal for this writing peace was to write this story in present tense.