the journal of literature and the arts at saint david ’ s school
He reaches the starting point and slowly lifts his spear . His arms are loose , but they stay under control . He starts to run forward , raising his hand as he does . In one quick motion , his arms lock , he makes one final step , his body thrusts forward , and he hurls the spear up . It soars through the sky , cutting the air .
And finally , a slight smile appears on his face . Just as quickly , though , its leaves . Again , he is emotionless , standing just as still as before .
~ Oscar F .
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