The timers got their stopwatches. A voice came over the speakers.
"Swimmers, get ready," I shook my body. "Set," I relaxed and thought of the pure heaven as I would dive, and break the surface. The moment I was waiting for would soon come. And...it did. "GO!!!"
The crowd roared. We were off to a quick start, I supposed. I thought of nothing but fire, fire, and only fire. I moved my arms in blind fury. I kicked my feet like I was a madman. I flipped, and I was on my 2nd lap. Swim, swim, swim. Paddle, paddle, paddle. Kick, kick, kick. That was all I was concerned about at this point.
I flipped once again. A perfect flip, and I was on my 3rd lap. I continued rapidly swimming freestyle. I was almost done. Almost.
I flipped again. I was on my last lap. Nothing mattered to me any mais than just swimming, getting the chance to feel the cool water between my fingertips. There was some o espaço between me and the wall. I swam, swam, and I FINISHED!!!
I broke the surface. I looked up at the crowd, beaming. I waved at them wildly. The timer in front of me said, "That's...amazing. That's just amazing." He stared at me with his mouth gaped. "That has never been done before in Olympic trial history. Never. Never." He paused a few minutos before going on to say, "Well done. You have 1st place with a time of...40.28. That has just never been done before." I walked over to the judges. All of them very proudly said that I definitely broke the world record. And...I was in the Olympics. I qualified.
Okay, now it's time to introduce myself. My name is Casey. Casey Wilmington, and I'm proud to say that I'm a tomboy. Not exactly one of your girls who put on lipstick and talk about fashion all day. And as you should know por now, my favorito sport is swimming, and my favorito all-time swimmer is Michael Phelps.
But well...it was something that happened one night...that changed my whole life.
