It was like that time in Edworthy park...when I was in second place, I was right behind her. I was about to overtake her and win the gold. Then mom yelled my name to cheer me on. The girl realized how close I was to passing and sped up. I hopelessly couldn't keep up with her and settled for second.
The next time was June 24th, the worst day of the year. Mom wanted to come support me and unintentionally made me late for the race. I was at the registration table when the gun went off. I asked what I should do? He smiled at me and said, `start running!` Even though it turned out to be my best time for that summer I still sobbed like a baby in the bathroom after.
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