The track flashed before my eyes.Sweat poured off of my brow.I looked at the other competitors in the cross country competition.They stared straight ahead,not looking at me.Something kept telling me I couldn't do it,but I said to myself that since I had trained hard for this I was more than ready.One of the coaches walked up to the side of the track,about to say that we should start.I heard nothing as he started the race.I sped off,staying in second and starting to slide into third.I felt someone coming up behind me and then beside me,I kept at the same pace and we both raced to the front,we were both in first place.Then I felt a sharp pain in my side and I was falling to the ground.The guy looked back and laughed and kept going.I groaned.He had pushed me and the ref had not noticed.I stood up and sped after him.But by time I caught up the race was over.The vowed that next time,I would win.He gave me a glance and I saw the weirdest smirk on his face.I shook my head to clear it out of my head and walked to my mom's car.She gave me a pat on the back and said I did good.I only nodded.
That afternoon I sat on the couch,watching tv and eating some fruit.My mom said she was going out to dinner with my dad and asked if I wanted to stay here.I said yes and continued to watch tv.They both told me to keep my phone on and I just nodded,absorbed with the television.I looked over quickly at the window and saw a face.I about screamed but I stayed still.The person was wearing a black ski mask.I crouched down on the couch with my blanket over my head.I heard him break into the house and start grabbing our laptop.I restrained myself from getting up and kicking him somewhere where it would hurt.I peeked out of the blanket and my mouth gasped.It was the guy that I had raced and lost against to yesterday.I grabbed my phone and called 911.They answered and asked what was wrong.I whispered to them that there was a burglar at my house and told them my a dress.The guy froze and stared at my blanket,I stayed completely still in horror.He came over and started to grab for the blanket and that's when I attacked.I kicked him as hard as I could in his knee and ran out of my house.The last thing I had heard in my house was him groaning and crumbling to the ground.The police came and arrested him.As he left I gave him the same weird smile he gave me and he sneered.I laughed and my parents stayed silent then hugged me.We walked back into my house and recovered.I thought to myself that if I ever saw him again,in cross country,he was going DOWN!
