Emily stared across the field, it was that time of the day again. The MILE RUN time!!! Some people  called it the mile run, some called it the walk of death. Either way Emily hated it! There was wet mud beside the black never ending track. The mud made its way through the cracks in the track so it made it look like the track was dyed brown. Emily took a step. She could hear as her shoe went down and pushed the black track like a sponge and like a sponge all the excess mud gathered around her foot.