Class Bully

It was Monday; I dread this day every week. It was cross-country. Every week I would come last. I would always start off first then people would push me into puddles, bushes and ditches. That is why I am always last. JJ, the class bully, would trip me up.

As always, I started off first, then everyone started pushing me especially JJ. It had been an hour and I was near the finish line. Everyone was waiting to make fun of me. I was going to be doomed…