April 10th. I looked at my alarm clock as I woke up, and realized that I had over slept. Crap. I rushed down the stairs, not bothering to eat, and flung open the door. It was raining. Crap. It took me about five minutes to arrive at school, out of breath from the half a mile jog. I ran through the doors, soaking wet, and found out that today was that special day that all juniors dread. ACT testing. I had totally forgotten. At least I had managed to make it on time.
As soon as I took me seat at my desk the bell rang. Mr. Carter handed out the testing material, and explained the rules to us. Number two pencils, forty minutes, this was the real deal. I started out with the writing part of the test. I was supposed to write about a moment in history that changed America. I was about fifteen minutes in, not making much progress, when I started to realize just how tired I was. You see, spring break was not quiet in Sunnyville Florida. A restless night had taken its toll.
I was writing my essay, or at least trying to. But I couldn't concentrate on anything. My mind started to wonder. I looked out of the window when I saw a large, lumbering tank roll by the window. What was going on? I looked around me to find that I was no longer in the classroom. I was in the middle of a snow covered forest. A man in olive drab ran past me. What's going on? I though to myself. Planes thundered above me, explosions threw up dirt and snow. Men cried out, I couldn't make out what they were yelling very well, but to me it sounded something like, "they're retreating! The Germans are retreating!" "What's going on", I tried to ask one of the American, for now I could clearly see their uniforms, but he ignored me and ran forward, toward the sound of explosions. With a jolt I was drawn back into reality.
"Fifteen minutes remaining." Announced Mr. Carter.
Crap. I though for the hundredth time. I scribbled furiously, hoping that I could do enough in the remaining time. I was wide awake now, my daydream had seen to that. On the bright side, now I know exactly what I was going to write about.
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