I FAILED. The math performace task. Literally. It's a miracle if I got a 50% on it! Anyway, it's only worth 2% of my grade, but I still had a panic attack. Oh well, it's not the end of the world.. XD
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The day had begun so wonderfully, it was almost angelic
The larks whistled away in the distance
The sky was the clearest blue than it had been for weeks
It is truly unfortunate that one horrific event had the strength to strip the trees of their beauty and replace the morning sunlight with demons
Walking to school,
Gracefully strutting one foot in front of the other
She never expected that this would be the day the world would end
It is something that one does not foretell or look forward to
Math class
She walked in through the steel iron doors
They slammed shut right behind her
“Pencils up…now; you have an hour to write the test”
The demon in glasses had spoken
Sitting there on his seat, sipping some café mocha
She could not help but bloat in envy
The clock
It usually moves at a snail’s pace, each second drilling into her heart
Today, the clock was not working right
Every minute turned into five
With every passing millisecond, dew formed on the wrinkles of her forehead
How does one find the area of a triangle?
What is the equation for the centroid?
These unanswered questions flooded her brain; only Noah’s ark could save her from peril
She wrote and erased her answer so many times, her paper was smothered in nothing but smudges and illegible symbols of uncertainty
And that clock of doom kept on screeching…
Tick Tock Tick Tock…
Five minutes to go
She knew she would fail
Tears formed at the bottom of her throat
It took an immense amount of power to swallow the salty droplets back down
She could not do it…
It was over
Hell, she could not even remember what eight times five was
So she gave up, filled in the bubble with 526, and managed to escape the horrific classroom
Hot tears streaming down her cheeks
Biting her lip with anguish and remorse
She knew it was over
It was the end of the world
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The day had begun so wonderfully, it was almost angelic
The larks whistled away in the distance
The sky was the clearest blue than it had been for weeks
It is truly unfortunate that one horrific event had the strength to strip the trees of their beauty and replace the morning sunlight with demons
Walking to school,
Gracefully strutting one foot in front of the other
She never expected that this would be the day the world would end
It is something that one does not foretell or look forward to
Math class
She walked in through the steel iron doors
They slammed shut right behind her
“Pencils up…now; you have an hour to write the test”
The demon in glasses had spoken
Sitting there on his seat, sipping some café mocha
She could not help but bloat in envy
The clock
It usually moves at a snail’s pace, each second drilling into her heart
Today, the clock was not working right
Every minute turned into five
With every passing millisecond, dew formed on the wrinkles of her forehead
How does one find the area of a triangle?
What is the equation for the centroid?
These unanswered questions flooded her brain; only Noah’s ark could save her from peril
She wrote and erased her answer so many times, her paper was smothered in nothing but smudges and illegible symbols of uncertainty
And that clock of doom kept on screeching…
Tick Tock Tick Tock…
Five minutes to go
She knew she would fail
Tears formed at the bottom of her throat
It took an immense amount of power to swallow the salty droplets back down
She could not do it…
It was over
Hell, she could not even remember what eight times five was
So she gave up, filled in the bubble with 526, and managed to escape the horrific classroom
Hot tears streaming down her cheeks
Biting her lip with anguish and remorse
She knew it was over
It was the end of the world
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