The day had come when I was supposed to start track. As I sadly looked at my calendar, which said TRACK STARTS TODAY, my bad popped his head in and yelled, “Come on! You’re going to be late for track!”
I frowned at him and hissed, “Stop teasing! Look at me!”
“Just let me help you get in the car,” he replied, “I’ve got a surprise for you!”
I let him help me into the car and didn’t say a word during the whole ride. Seeing the track made me feel bittersweet. I wheeled my way down the path to the track.
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