Creative Writing : 'Cut Day'

Once it’s the day of the test I panic. I usually have butterflies in my stomach all day. I worry and am in fear that I am not going to do good on the test. I cram my brain with as much information as I can, but I know this doesn 't help. Most times it makes it worse because the I get a headache and can’t focus. When I finally get the test my mind usually goes blank. When this happens I just need to take a deep breath, regather myself , and remember that everything is going to be okay. Once I do this, I usually can remember all the things that I studied for many hours. So just like in chapter eight when Equality breaks away his shell of fear, when I get my test and just breath that is how I break my fear of test shell off.

During exam prep, students should review notes and keywords, and clear up confusing concepts (Kaplan, n.d.). Knowing what kind of test the student is preparing for will help to determine if concepts should be broad or more detailed and focused (Billings, 2007). Students should pay attention to their physical health by eating well and getting regular exercise (Kaplan, n.d.). One of the best ways for students to ensure their mental health and to reduce test taking anxiety is to be over-prepared for the test (Nugent and Vitale, 2016).

The test is kind of short, and so I only really got one more question right in the math section than in each of the other sections

The recent test was a bit of a wake up call. I missed the i**103 question. It's frustrating in that I calculated the correct result, but for some perverse reason chose the wrong selection. I guess once solved, my mind tends to wander on to the next question. With only 10 multiple choice questions, this can have a devastating impact. From a return on investment, this is definitely an area worth improving. I generally do a substantial portion of course exercises in my head, and don't bother writing them down. This is perhaps a mistake on my part, since recording the results correctly is a critical final step worth practicing. Unfortunately, this approach does significantly increase the time necessary to complete the exercises.

Determining the amount of hard work a task requires is relative to what you have experienced before. When I was preparing myself to take

Today at 7:45 Eli Crabtree was dropped off at the back of Edy Ridge Elementary who was escorted by his older brother James Crabtree. Him and his older brother walked swiftly to the doors of their schools knowing if they didn’t they would be late. Eli cut across the field so he could reach the doors of his school sooner while his older brother continued walking swiftly. Jame said one goodbye then he disappeared behind the border between the two schools.

Test taking is one of the most nerve-racking things for most people. Most of the time tests can either make or break your grade, especially if it's worth majority of your grade. That fact that one piece of paper can show how much knowledge you have attained is very scary. In my experience of test-taking, I have found out that I get nervous about tests. The first AP Biology test of the year was no exception. To prepare for the test I studied for hours on end, when the day of the test finally came I went to the review session and took the test, and then the day after I was pleased with my results.

I want to give you all the advantages I can. Taking an important test is stressful. Stress can make it difficult to focus. I want to take that stress away so you can walk in to take the exam with confidence.

Crossing the dark train yard Jack struggled with the weight of the duffle bag. Who knew 2.5 million dollars, would weigh this much. What he had started out carrying, he was now having to drag across the last set of tracks. Hearing a train horn he looked up the tracks and saw a bright light filling the horizon, and felt the rumbling of a train. Tugging the duffle bag, Jack stumbled backwards, wedging his back foot between the main rail and the switch rail. He reached down, trying to loosen his sneaker's shoelace and cursing his choice of high tops. The train, was closing fast, it's headlight now flooding the tracks. Jack abandoned his shoelace and franticly grabbed his ankle and jerked, trying to free his foot. Blaring it's horn and rumbling

The wagon creaks and wobbles as it makes its way through the forest. It bumps up on the rocks of the undone pavement; inside this wagon sits a kid who was locked up within. A golden retriever boy with a not much but a set of tattered robes. He hits against the walls of the wooden prison he was newly put into. He groans as he tries to sit still to only fall away once again. The boy was tiredly destroyed his looks, he had been pulled from the orphanage he was settled into. This boy had never felt the comforts of choosing his own way. Nor did he ever felt the rights even a criminal would have. It was only now, that he himself realized this tragedy. The people who'd pulled him away from his previous residence didn't do so that kindly, dragging and subduing him regardless of his compliance. They didn't even give him at least something to cover up with in the frostbite worthy winds that soared into the nights. So there he sat, shivering endlessly as he bundled up into a ball for the best.

"Did he try to touch you or anything?! I swear I'll murder him!" Springtrap started to check for any injuries on your body in a frantic pace. You couldn't really tell if it was cute that he was worrying about you or that you should feel uncomfortable. Maybe both.

We had barely gotten out of independence when everyone had to stop because of a traffic jam. After a while which seemed like forever We stoped so Linda and Clare could make lunch. After that Charles was trying to find one of his friends who was a couple wagons ahead. Charles and his friend played next to the wagon for a little bit before his friend had to go back to his wagon with his family. It seems like night time come fast but Clare thinks that the reason why it feels like night comes fast is because we don't move very fast during the day. It's almost dark out all the wagons have been hooked together to form one big circle for all the animals in to the middle of all the wagons so they don't run off. Everyone dances and plates games at

I vividly remember sitting in the biology classroom, taking my time with the exam and trusting that all of the answers would pop into my brain. I hadn’t even finished the test when I could hear the bell ring to signal the end of the class. Panicking, my pencil dashed to fill in answers that I hadn’t been able to complete while I requested extra time after school to finish the test. My teacher was not the type to grant extra time, and I reluctantly handed her the atrocity that was my first test. I believed that I was doomed for the rest of the year.

On June 4th my life changed forever. My alarm went off at 6:30 normally it goes off at 8:30. Heart racing, I’m shaking; I hop out the bed and run into my parents room. “Mom, mom wake up do you know what day it is “I said. “ Ugh Bina it’s too

Tick, Tock, chimes my life clock. The peal of every second’s sound passing through my ears like the background music from a movie on the big screen. Constant… white noise. As I sit back and recall the situations I've encountered in this peculiar life of mine, I come to the realisation that my clock has almost struck twelve. My time is almost up.