I made it. Adrenaline rushed through me and the image of winning was imprinted in my brain. I worked so hard to get here. Here. The final race. Sweat dripped down my face as I sprinted. I let every ounce of energy come through my legs.
No stopping. Almost there.
My foot was over the finishing line. I made it, I did it. Tears and sweat fell down my bright red face. I win.