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Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Hosannah My Cross Country Story
As MrBurt clapped the clapper, I sprinted as hard as I could to try to beat my mates in our cross country. While I was running through the freezing puddles, my feet were numb. I started to stop because I had wasted my energy and it was harder than I thought it would be. Once I reached the finish line, I was proud of myself because I had given it my best effort. I was happy that it was finished and I was so exhausted that I felt like drinking my whole bottle of water.
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Hi Hossanah I hope you had a great time at the Cross Country. Keep up the great work and I liked your story it was quit good. Hope some day you migh be writter.
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