Mine Jun. 2014 | Page 19

Cheetahs in the Graveyard

Some people don’t believe that I am the

fastest person in the world, those people are what

I like to call wrong. I am going to prove it to the world once and for all. Today at noon, I will race a pack of cheetahs. If I don’t win, I could be killed. My coach is giving me last minute advice, but I don’t really listen, I have heard it all before. Then I notice that he isn’t saying his usual speech anymore. He says something about how these cheetahs are special.

“Coach, what do you mean by special?” I ask.

“They say that they can maintain their top speed longer than any other cheetah on record,” He replies.

I just nod my head and continue my warm up. I know I’m the best, now I just need to prove it. It’s 11:30 and I am shaking. I can’t let nerves get to me,

not this time.

Since it is

physically

impossible

for people to

start to run as

fast as

cheetahs,

they give me

a thirty-

second head

start.

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