The Test :: Original Writing Personal Narrative

My eyelids drooped as I poured yet another cup of coffee, so that I might stand by awake long enough to look at the last thousand pages or so in my notebook. Maybe it was just too much caffeine, but it seemed to me that the coffee machine was laughing at me, as it seemed to say youre hopeless, go to bed. I had been studying for so long now that the few things I did know for certain at the beginning were now beginning to baffle me. Facts and figures jumbled to educateher in one huge pile in my mind, useless dates and numbers that meant utterly nothing to me in my exhausted state.Why dont you go to bed now, honey? my mother asked kindly when she found me studying in the dim light in the living manner. Its really late, and you look at to get up early.I groaned. Thanks for reminding me a little theatrical role screamed inside my head. Only four more hours and Id retain to get up for school, and here I was, absolutely clueless disrespect my efforts of cramming.No, not yet, I ple aded. Ill go to bed soon, I promise. I just want to go over this last little section. mom sighed, but nodded, flicking on another lamp for me on her way back to bed. Youre going to ruin your eyes studying in the dark, I hear her mumble as she left the room.Ruin my eyes? As though that was all I had to worry about After I wrote my trial run tomorrow, my life story was going to be ruined My chances of getting accepted into a decent college were gone out the window. Id never get a decent job, and there was not a chance that Id ever get married or have children. Who cherished to marry a failure? Visions of myself in thirty years, alone and impoverished, popped into my head. I could already see myself, sitting in my tiny one room apartment, spooning Kraft dinner out of a worn pot. My clothes were in tatters, and my only companion was a skinny stray cat Id sneaked into the apartment. My phone would never ring, and thered never be any letters for me in the mail. My family would disown m e, my friends would forget me . . . yes, I decided, my life was most certainly ruined.Although I tried most diligently to stay awake, my efforts were in vain.