12/5/10
W.A.L.T describe with voice.
Every day every morning. The most dreadful run happens. We have ten minutes to do as many laps as we can. Corbin and I were running. 4th lap, 4th lap. TRIP! Corbin fell over. His foot had twisted out. COUGH! another one. Ouch. these coughs felt like my chest is getting ripped open by a knife. I did my 4th lap. I was round the other side of the field. STOP! NOOO. half a lap to go.
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