Fun Run

I heard the police man comforting us and encouraging  us to carry on and to never give up.
I heard my heart beating rapidly like it was ready to quit on me.

I saw the waves brushing up against the rocky wall.
I saw my friends running ultra fast past all the cars. 

I smelt the saltiness of the sea brush up against my nostrils as I inhaled a deep breath.

I smelt the sweat dripping down my face and the icy water from my friends freezing water bottle. 

I tasted the polluted air engulfing my lungs as I caught every last breath. 

I tasted my dry lips begging for water and the nervousness in my stomach.

I felt the cool breeze pushing up against my skin and the discomfort of my sweat dripping down
my exhausted face. 

I felt the butterflies in my stomach and my dehydrated legs ready to fall as I approached the finish line. 

I wondered if I was past the halfway mark and if I was last. I also wondered if we were allowed to
jump into the icy splattering water.