I am going to ace this test, I thought as I walked into class. I saw the plastic desks that looked like wood. The blue plastic chairs with the holes in the back. The usual smell of coffee hanging in the air. I had butterflies, and my heart was beating super fast. I sat down at my desk and waited for my teacher to pass out the test. I had studied for hours for this test.
It's going to be a great day was my thought as I was handed the test. Little did I know, my day was not going to go as planned.
I looked at the test and I blanked. I completely forgot almost everything. I filled out as much as I could. At this point I started tearing up. My eyes were foggy, and I felt nauseous.
Why is this happening to me? Could it not have been anyone else?
I knew that in the end it would be okay, but in that moment I thought the world was going to end. I sat there for a long time wallowing in my embarrassment, and sadness. All I wanted was to do well on this test.
Suddenly my friend came over. I shooed her away. I was not going to cheat. I couldn't believe she was even offering to help. Even though I told her to go away she wouldn't. She told me the answers and I wrote them down. Tears rolled down my cheeks.
Why am I doing this. It's not right, but maybe I'll get a good grade. Ugghh, why am I thinking this, cheating is wrong.
I switched back and forth, tell on myself, or cheat. It was not my decision to make though, because a boy told the teacher. He saw that I was crying. He calmly asked “What happened?” I could barely talk I was crying so hard. I told myself to calm down.
After two minutes of nonstop crying I managed to calm myself enough to tell my teacher what had happened. He listened. I thought he was going to give me a red slip. You had to go to the principal's office if you were given a red slip. Surprisingly he didn't and I was not the one who got in trouble. It was my friend. My teacher told her “I know all you wanted to do was help your friend, but instead of helping her, you were actually hurting her.” My friend agreed, and said sorry.
I had to retake the test, and I was so shaken I got a B, but at least I did not cheat. Even though I didn’t get the score I was hoping for, I learned a valuable lesson. Never cheat, even if you think you will fail. Failing is better than cheating.