I'm dead

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I'm dead.

Not like literally dead, but in the other sense of dead.

My mom is going to kill me.

I got 34% in the exam. 

It's not my fault! 1/4 of the questions we didn't even study about. Like what the hell.

I'm just walking home now and see what my mom has to say about this.

When I get home I open the door and mom is already there expecting to see a good grade.

"Hand me the paper," She says snatching the paper away from my hands, she gasps, "34%!?"

"I know and I'm sorry-"

"You are such a disgrace to this family!" She cut me off, "I can't believe I had a son like you!"

"And I can't believe I had a mom like you," I murmured. Luckily, she didn't here neither did she understand what I was saying.

"Just go to your room and don't come out," She slapped her head, "You're such a dissapointment!"

"Sorry," I nodded and proceeded to my bedroom.

I locked the door and sit down on my bed. 

The worst part of all is my phone will probably be unexistant now.

34%?

I honestly think I could've gotten something higher.

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