Eryk Trela- LN Scene

After some serious time passes, I am in the third grade just months away from taking my first ELA State Test. When my teacher mentioned it I began to panic. I’d start believing that I would have to retake third grade over again, wasting a whole year of my life just because of a single test. Without further ado, we started as a class to complete daily practice sheets to prepare us for the dreadful ELA State Test Exam. After the first entire week of completing in class practice sheets I was terrified at most I would get half the questions correct. My stress levels skyrocketed, at this point I had entirely accepted failure. I would focus and put all my effort to do the best I could but still would complete worksheets, being completely lost. On many practices, I simply wouldn’t understand either question, or the multiple options you had to choose from. The day finally comes, when I am forced to take the exam. After I had turned in my test I felt as if the world was about to end for me, I didn’t understand at least a quarter of the test. Weeks passed and I got notified that I had just passed with a low 2 as my score out of 4.