One Season Ends, Another Begins

Remember the Torture Sport? My track season has finally ended (Yes, I actually survived). I made it through the season barely, and I’m so happy that it’s done. My piggy feet would hurt so much every evening after practice, that I could barely make it to the car. No more! No more torture for the rest of year now that it’s finally done! I’m happier than I have ever been in my life, but the happiness didn’t last long. Why? It went away when after my dad said, “Finally the winter season’s over. Well then, It’s time for us to get ready for the spring season. It will be even more intense too.” That’s about when I went upstairs and screamed.

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