Road Race Narrative

Past the finish I sprinted and then collapased due to heat exhaustion, while my mother rushed to my aid. I was able to keep some water down that tasted like the water of life, this was one of those times where this was the best water you had ever tasted. I gained my strength and cooled off after hanging out in the shade for a little while. When I walked out to the awards ceremony with some pride, feeling like I was invincible, ready to take on anything. “Another day, another dollar” I said to myself as I made it to the award stand and claimed 5th place at regionals for my senior year of cross country. This was my first brush with being anywhere close to death.
The time came where I stared death in its face at yet another cross country race just two years after the first. As soon as I stepped off the bus I could tell it was gonna be a tough race, with the dry air, sun gleaming, the temperature feeling in the 90s and wind blowing my clothes around; the smell of dust and taste of cottonmouth was evident. Even throughout the warm up I could feel my body being drained, but I fought that by chugging 32 ounces of water throughout the pre-race rituals. The race started and everyone was fighting for the position they wanted while I was just trying to stay upright …show more content…
The first car accident I was in where the driver stopped too suddenly and the car behind us didn't have enough time to stop, and rear ended the car I was in. When I was hit by a car because I didn't slow down on a run and a truck hindered my sight of oncoming traffic at a stop sign, luckily neither I nor the car were damaged, though the driver and I both were very scared and an overwhelming sense of vibration went through my body. Freshman year of high school where a senior decided to use me as a choke dummy, and I could always feel those blinks, become longer and longer, and my breaths become shorter. All of these experiences I always wondered