• His sneakers pounded on the ground. His breath was hard, but smooth. He didn't want to give up, not now. The ending was near, about 30 feet away. The surroundings were cheering for him. His face lighted up when he way only 4 feet away. He suddenly heard a cry. "No! You can't win, you just can't!"
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    Madaline was behind him. she had tears streak dow her face. She wanted to win this badly. She even dragged her sister, (who is a poor runner,) into this race. Madaline started sprinting her way there. Carter Lang will not win, she told herself. Suddenly she fell to her knees, crying what she had in her. She's never been a failiure, but know she has.
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    A few days after the race, it rained cats and dogs, (not really), but little maryanne loved the rain. She rain coat was drenched and her socks were soggy, but that didn't bother her. She danced around singing, "It's rainging, it's pooring, the old man is snoring." She froze. She looked around scared. She tried to run, but it was no use, he commanded her to stop. Marryanne just stood there, shaking like a chihauhau. "where is he?" He demaned. "I..i dont..know." Maryanne said, holding back her tears with all she could do. "Tell me. or-" He stopped. "or..or what?" She finally cried. The blade was on her neck. "One more time, where is he?" He yelled. Maryanne did not responed. He did it quick, and the head came off. He ran trying to find him.