Everyone was whispering and murmuring. Everyone had anxious and nervous looks on their faces. I looked down and just stared at my feet. My heart was calmer than I expected - there was no hard pounding or rapid heart beats.
The guy over the counter passed me my results slip. I smiled and thanked him. Then I took one glance and flipped it over. At that moment, my heart sank to the utmost bottom.
There was a C- on that slip. I had failed. And it was the subject I feared most.
I had expected the worst, and this was it. I didn't know what else to do but just remain quiet. Everyone around me was laughing and celebrating. They asked me how I did, and I smiled and said I did fine.
But in reality, it wasn't fine. I'd failed a subject, which means I need to re-sit for the paper next semester. Just today I gave away the notes and prayed for a miracle. But I guess sometimes, even when you pray your heart out, miracles just don't happen.
I'm struggling to breathe right now. I don't know what else I can do. They say you can't take this semester's subject if you fail the previous one. So what happens to me now?
xoxo
-Penny-
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