the container race

Hesitantly I lined up behind a container. “ do i gotta do this”? I muttered. The aim of the game was to fill your container the most in one minute. The teacher explained the rules, but i didn’t listen. A familiar pair of butterflies in my stomach were back. When the teacher yelled “ GO”, I grabbed my cup and ran  forward. The bucket was 10 meters away, the water a honey whiskey colour. As I scooped up some water, I saw Charlie race back to his container and deposit his water. I hurried back and did the same thing. This went on for another pressuring 50 seconds that felt like an hour.  When the teacher yelled “STOP”, i let out a sigh of relief. I put my cup in the recycling bin and sat down finally it was over. I sat down and it was the other teams turn. Most of them cheated, but oh well. Walking back to class, my thoughts turned to writing and what i would do. Now i know because you just read it.