Although they ran quickly they were still not making enough progress. He was too fast. His face could not be seen because of his hood’s shadow. He was talking to us but we wouldn’t listen. My hands clenched, my head was dripping a river of sweat, we would have to stop eventually. He caught up with us and we couldn’t run any longer. He came off the ground and he was hovering above us. He shouted at us “He’s coming, he’s coming” I was frightened what was I suppose to do. He thought to himself who’s coming and why?


The Relay Race by Matt

John had a big dream of being a professional runner with his friends. They all ran three km on Sunday. They wanted to join a big relay race and they wanted to win. They entered the race and they all trained together and ran ten km instead of three and they ran on Saturdays and Sundays. They all drove to a hotel next to the race. The race was tomorrow so they needed to go to sleep at nine. The next day when the race started and they ran. Although they ran quickly, they were still not making enough progress…