Thursday, 29 June 2017
Rylee 100WC T2W9
100 WC T2W9
Sweat drips down my face like ice melting. The sun's heatwaves rush towards me. I take another step upwards, “BOOM” I crash. Lying in the mossy grass, wanting the day to end. People running past that have no care. Scrambling around for my drink bottle I take the few drops I have. But then the weather changed dramatically. The river rises. The sky was covered by a cloudy blanket, heavy rain still made its way. Everyone running down to the bottom of the hill with disappointment. But the one and only Sophia Clarke standing there twirling in the rain.
Laughing.
By Rylee Smith
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