The Birth of an Olympic Champion.

I enter the changing room on my big day at ounce I feel the electricity in the room the mixed emotions of my competitors  fear excitment it was so tense. I sipped my energy drink the cool freshness gave me some relief from fear.  I sniffed the air i could smell sweat and the many flavours of gum which was being chewed around me I tried to push this out of my head as i concentrated on the notes my trainer had given me I ran them through my head agian and agian. I pulled on my red white and blue clothes i thought about how much these colours meant to me and my country and how all i waned was to go home a winner in my countries colours. It was nearly time to leave i tied my long beautiful hair back into a bun and was ready to go. When I stepped into the tunnel i saw darkneess turning into light like the tunnel to heaven when suddenly the crowd started chanting for me they wanted me and i was goinig to deliver  I felt my heat beating like a drum racing like usain bolt but not from fear from excitment to be playing the game i love for the country i love. then i stepped in. The next few hours where my opposition tested my skill to the limit round after round of table tennis I tried my hardest and pulled through not stopping always working and I went to the press a gold nedal winner and most inportantly a champion for my countrie. The press where full of questions and when i was asked who i would thank i would have to say my countrie of great britian for giving me the motivation i need to become an olympic champion. 

After many years i became a trainer for younger stars and trained them like my trainer did for me I made sure they could experince the the thrill i experienced.

The End.              By Aermn28