Test Anxiety
Stop. Breathe. Think.
Why are my palms sweating? It feels like the pencil is jumping out of my hand
Look, even the pencil knows it’s hopeless
Stop. Breathe Think.
Come on. Snap out of it!
This test isn’t so bad, you studied hard
Stop. Breathe. Think.
It’s not as if this completely determines your future
Just which college will want you
Stop. Breathe. Think.
At least get your name down, Alyssa
Can’t you even fill in a couple of circular bubbles? Kindergarteners can do that
Stop. Breathe. Think.
Crap. I didn’t know there was an essay
Time to blabber about how great Abraham Lincoln is
Stop. Breathe. Think
You know, Abraham Lincoln was truly great- leading his country through a difficult time
Where would I stand on the issue of slavery if I was born then?
Stop. Breathe. Think.
Great, now ten minutes have been wasted.
Way to go, not even a full paragraph yet and your mind is wandering
Stop. Breathe Think.
Gosh, I’m so hungry
I was so nervous this morning, I ran out the door without food
Stop. Breathe. Think.
Shoot. There’s only fifteen minutes left.
Come on, pencil, write me a good essay.
Stop. Breathe. Think.
Now on to math, that’s not so bad
I’ve taken Calculus. No bigs, I can handle this
Stop. Breathe Think.
Algebra!? I haven’t looked at that in years!
Crap. I’ve forgotten everything.
Stop. Breathe. Think.
No college is going to accept me, not even Community College
I’m a loser and I’m just going to end up working construction off the highway in the middle of summer
Stop. Breathe. Think.
Oh no. That’s three As in a row.
I got something wrong, I know I did. Nobody has three of the same answers in a row.
Stop. Breathe. Think.
No, those have to be right.
Man, what kind of sick person created this of test?
Stop. Breathe. Think.
Last section, come on, almost there
Just one more Reading section
Stop. Breathe. Think.
Ugh! These paragraphs are boring. Do these people want you to fail miserably
One can’t focus on these because of how stupid they are!
Stop. Breathe. Think.
What’re Mom and Dad going to say when I come out of this test a failure?
I’m going to have to live in their basement for the rest of my life!
Stop. Breathe. Think.
They don’t even have a basement. Oh, but they’ll make one.
I’ll be able to come home after standing around a road waving people through construction
Stop. Breathe. Think.
What the heck is this word?!
They had to have made this one up themselves. This is a conspiracy.
Stop. Breathe. Think.
“Pencils down”
Sigh. Stretch. Leave.
ACT is in two weeks.
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