3, 2, 1 Go!!!

The voice from the megaphone came.

You paddled fast down to end of the River.

You tried so hard to get past every one else.

At one point you were third and then you almost made it to second but when a sudden rush of energy kicked in to rower 47 you got down to 4th place.

Then being weak you started to slow down from the pain in your arm. 32, 53, and then 19 all got in front of you. You tried hard to keep up with the rest of them but your luck in the beginning was nothing but luck.

Suddenly as 55, 39, 11, 4, and more came past in a very close distance, it hit into your boat. You lost control and because of your weakness you lost balance and flipped your canoe. You were soaked and devastated. You held onto your but and tried to get back in as the judges laughed.

Oh what sight it was to see you falling into that water. Then you being all cold and wet as you eagerly tried to get back in. Your hands kept slipping as you kicked your legs with so much force in the water. We almost felt bad for you.

Then you grabbed onto your boat and I guess you decided it would be better to get there slowly then not at all.

So you kicked your legs and used them as a motor to get you to the other side with the boat. Oh poor you if only you had known that you didn’t need the boat for the competition. You could have not been the last to the other side.

When you finally made it you could see the awful look of relief in every one’s eyes as your turned to fright. Well we just can’t keep weak people in our world if we want it to be any good.

At that a fun was pointed to her head and fired. No one cried they just watched in fright. Because if they were to cry they would also be shot.