RACE!

It wos a race – me against Christopher Walker from down the rode. His mum told my mum that she saw me pick there cat up by the tail, but its not tru cause I never did. So I went to find Christopher Walker and told him I was going to punch him in the nose. He said if I did that than he would tell his mum and I said if he told his mum than I would punch him in the balls. In the end we had this race.

Their wos two trees down the rec and their both the same big, so I wos going to clime one and Christopher Walker would clime the other tree, and the one who got to the top first wos the winner. If I won than I could punch Christopher Walker in the nose and he wouldn tell his mum, and if he won than he could punch me in the nose.

Every1 wos their and they all counted 1 2 3 Go! and then we wos off. The trees wos bigger then I thought and it wos hard work. I clime a lot of trees so it should be eazy for me and Christopher Walker stays at home wiv his mummy so he should be bad at it, but to start with he wos in the lead.

I could here every1 shouting and screaming and some of them wonted me to win but some of them wonted Christopher Walker to win. I heard Michael Davies shouting 'Go Chris,' and I shouted 'Michael Davies, when I get down from here Im goin to punch you.' He wos supposed to be my friend.

I almos slipped, and now we wos a long way up. I looked down at the groun and your not supposed to do that but I did anyway and I wosn't scared or nothing but it wos a long way down. I was sweating buckits and my hands wos wet. It wos hard too grip the wood. I looked over and Christopher Walker wos at the same high as me. My tree wos harder to clime than his tree cos the branchs wos on diffrent sides so I had to go all the way roun and they wos too far apart so I had to stretch and on his tree it wos like a ladder.

'Go On Chris!' I heard.

'You'd better run Michael Davies,' I shouted.

'Wot?' he said. 'It wosn't me!'

I dunno. We wos so high up by now that it wos hard to tell who wos saying what. There wos just a couple of meters left to the top. There wos no more branchs left and I had my legs wrap tight roun the trunk and wos going up a little bit by a little bit and I looked at Christopher Walker and he wos doing the same thin, and now that we wos here and nobody els could hear us I said 'Hey, it wos me that threw you're cat, and Im goin to do it again.' And I pretended that I wos throwin something at him. He let go of the tree cause he thought Id thrown something at him and he fell off too the groun.

He went bump bump bump on the tree branchs goin down and he hit the groun and it went CRACK! and I heard him cryin and I looked and there wos lots of blood and everyone wos watching him and he wosn't movin.

So I won.