DISCUS by Ben T
I step up to the mark.
My final throw.
Heart pounding, heavy breathing.
I sway back and forth.
Count 1,2,3.
(Whoosh!) the discus flies like a balloon when you let the air out.
Thud! It hits the ground with a mighty shock.
I hear, "16.7 metres."
I won!
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