Jess

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Everyone was exploding through trying to reach their bikes. Eventually I reached my own.

Off you go leading us the way. Whistling in my ear when I race past. After a while of biking I got tired. I started to count how many marshalls went bye after two. Crash bang. ahh. My head. I hit my head on the curb. Everyone came rushing over calling for first aid and my mum. I kept saying to myself help will came help will come. just as I said “help!” it came. They all started asking questions like were you wearing a helmet ? and also things like if I rembered my birthday to cheek if I was all right. They all started to comfort me until my mum arrived. also saying they consequences if I we not wearing a helmet. Such as concussion and maybe even fainting. Eventually my mum and dad arrived they all told my mum that if I felt sick they should take me to white cross.

Afterwards I could not remember anything. I am glad nothing serious happened.  Anger is black like an army of knights. It dribbles through out my body like black ashes going through my mind. It makes me want to scream. Loneliness is blue like penguins jumping into the deep blue sea then swallowing up land. It wonders though my veins like the silence of streets. It makes me feel like I’m along on a cold winter’s day. Excitement is yellow like autumn leaves shiny up to the sun. It rushes though my body like I’ve been running for miles and miles. It makes me feel like bursting into laughter. By jess