THE RACE
The race was on 13th August and I was practicing from dawn to dusk. As I sat on my bed counting the days , I realized there was hardly two days left. Grabbing my gear, I rushed out to the nearby field. I practiced there for two whole hours enjoying the morning’s coolness. As I was resting, my eyes were focused on the road. I saw a figure cycling toward me, at once my expression became stark, it was Gena, my arch rival and my competitor. She came up to me and mocked “ hi you look beat, wanna have a race” I accepted. We rode two miles and Gena came out the winner. I was burning with envy. The whole day all horrible thoughts surrounded my mind “What if she wins” …” what if she…. I could not keep my mind at ease and began to figure out a plan . Early next morning I went to Kim(my best friend) and told her about my worries and hesitantly about my plan. But to my surprise she screamed at me “Are you crazy?? NO don’t do that”. But I remained determined to execute my plans. The next day Kim didn’t talk to me the whole day, I was sad but at night but I was adamant. So at night I I worked out my plan and tempered with Gena’s brakes.
Next morning everyone took their position. Gena looked at me maliciously. The race began. After covering the plains we were and the slopes we were to make the ride downwards. Then to my horror my brakes failed (something had gone wrong!!!) I paniced and before I knew I was hurled into a large rock. I landed with a thud and slowly opened my eyes. I could not believe my eyes! I was on the floor of my room. I was so relieved that it was a nightmare but it also taught me a lesson, I felt guilty. The race was about to start at 10 o’clock and there was still chance of fixing her bike as it was just 8 am. I went to her place, on hearing the reason of my visit she was furious, it was predictable, she didn’t forgive me ( I knew she would not) , although I apologized profusely.
The race began . Both Gena and me started to gain pace. As we reached near the finishing line, I paddled unceasingly. Sweat tickled down my body and I at last crossed the line. There was a tense moment among the crowd, I didn’t understand who had won nor did the crowd I guess but I felt sure I was in the front. The results were announced, to my utter surprise I and Gena were declared the winners. We had completed the race at the same time. I saw Gena approaching towards me. At first I was apprehensive , but then she came and gave me a hug, out of the corner of my eyes I saw Kim standing beside me and she smiled at me happily. I was overjoyed , everything turned out fine, I won the race and now I had one more friend Gena.
- YASHOMANA CHOUDHURY
class 9. good age to start writing fiction, yes. agreed.
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