Runs With The Rabbit
He started to run in his thirteenth year. A lot of people around him thought it was weird, running laps for fun. He disagreed, he wanted to improve and show them all wrong. Starting off was hard, but as he got into things, running became better and better. The people who watched could see; he could see it. His coach would watch, and by the middle of the season, he noticed what was going on. At one point, coach even said to him that he thought he could be the best in his fourteenth year. Taking this to hear, he ran the last two races of the season as hard as he could, breaking personal records along the way. Soon after he noticed there were other places to run besides the school.
To be the best he could be, he had to keep up running. He thought he was pretty good for running under six minutes in his mile. He thought that with the older guys leaving, in his fourteenth year he could be the best. Of course this was starting to become cockiness, but with his parents helping him, he took that thought out of his head. As he raced through the summer, he realized there were kids his age that were completely better than him. They had run longer than him, and he did not realize it. After suffering two loses, he knew that to beat them next year he would have to step it up a lot, using them as what is known as the rabbit.
A year did go by pretty fast; he trained hard for his fourteenth year. That year at school, his coach knew he could do it. He ran for his school in the championship, placing in both of his events. Then the summer seasons cam again, and the rabbits came back into his head. He knew he could compete with them this year, and would not stop until he had pushed them to their limits. The race was a hot Saturday morning; there were only nine in his race (eight would make it to the next one). As the gun went off, everyone moved into position. He started off in third, the two guys who had beaten him the year before were in front of him. As soon as he had the passed the one, another man came up to challenge him. He thought to himself, this will not happen. Leaving this man behind, he began to move up challenging the man who had beaten him last year, who had been leading the whole race. He was ahead by 100 meters, and being used as the rabbit. The rabbit was the pacer of the race. He started gaining on the other man, wanting to win. On the final 100 meters it was a deadlocked tie. He wanted it all; his facial expression changed along with his speed, this was the end. They both crossed the line at the same time, but by different hundredths of a second. He did not know it now, but he had won by so little. As he found out, his hear jumped for joy. He had done it. He had beaten all odds. He raced his heart out. He had raced with the rabbit.
He started to run in his thirteenth year. A lot of people around him thought it was weird, running laps for fun. He disagreed, he wanted to improve and show them all wrong. Starting off was hard, but as he got into things, running became better and better. The people who watched could see; he could see it. His coach would watch, and by the middle of the season, he noticed what was going on. At one point, coach even said to him that he thought he could be the best in his fourteenth year. Taking this to hear, he ran the last two races of the season as hard as he could, breaking personal records along the way. Soon after he noticed there were other places to run besides the school.
To be the best he could be, he had to keep up running. He thought he was pretty good for running under six minutes in his mile. He thought that with the older guys leaving, in his fourteenth year he could be the best. Of course this was starting to become cockiness, but with his parents helping him, he took that thought out of his head. As he raced through the summer, he realized there were kids his age that were completely better than him. They had run longer than him, and he did not realize it. After suffering two loses, he knew that to beat them next year he would have to step it up a lot, using them as what is known as the rabbit.
A year did go by pretty fast; he trained hard for his fourteenth year. That year at school, his coach knew he could do it. He ran for his school in the championship, placing in both of his events. Then the summer seasons cam again, and the rabbits came back into his head. He knew he could compete with them this year, and would not stop until he had pushed them to their limits. The race was a hot Saturday morning; there were only nine in his race (eight would make it to the next one). As the gun went off, everyone moved into position. He started off in third, the two guys who had beaten him the year before were in front of him. As soon as he had the passed the one, another man came up to challenge him. He thought to himself, this will not happen. Leaving this man behind, he began to move up challenging the man who had beaten him last year, who had been leading the whole race. He was ahead by 100 meters, and being used as the rabbit. The rabbit was the pacer of the race. He started gaining on the other man, wanting to win. On the final 100 meters it was a deadlocked tie. He wanted it all; his facial expression changed along with his speed, this was the end. They both crossed the line at the same time, but by different hundredths of a second. He did not know it now, but he had won by so little. As he found out, his hear jumped for joy. He had done it. He had beaten all odds. He raced his heart out. He had raced with the rabbit.
Me being me all I could think of when I read this was RUN FOREST RUN!
ReplyDeleteSo my b.
great story sam.
i agree with kat. good story
ReplyDelete