Sitting in a silent room.
A vision of my impending doom.
For the day of finals has begun,
Forcing stress onto everyone.
The chromebooks open, the tests begin
A game of knowledge few can win.
The words on the screen stare at me,
Waiting for me to fail with glee.
I click the answers,
My breath I hold,
I finish the test, and all is gold.
I walk to the next hour,
Thoughts of tests making me sour,
The teacher smiles and then she says,
“Get ready for the finals test!”
By: Brig Larson
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