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So yesterday I had a track meet. I ran the 4x2, open 100m, and high jump. I remember when I was 9 and innocent, long story short at a summer camp, I was called "Black Marker" by these group of girls who just hated me for no reason. And ofc I did not really understand it until last minute. I never got the courage to tell them how I felt bc obviously i didn't know how to speak up and i would stutter and make shi akward.
Now yesterday during the 4x2, i was the third person receiving the baton. As i was waiting for the person to give me the baton I saw her. The girl who started the "Black Marker" thing. She was sprinting REALLY fast. I saw her face and knew it was her especially when her teammates were cheering her name. She was SUPER fast. So then I had did my research on her after the meet when i got home and saw she was SUPER FAST. Her 100m time was 13 seconds and mine is 14. Now i need to find a way to beat her to humiliate her when I race her again.
Anyways i got 25th in the 100 when she got 10th. I will be faster then her the next time i see her.
Bye.
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