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The Test

The Test

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WpMetadataReadComplete Sun, Feb 15, 2015<5 mins
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Hi,my name is Tracy and everything that I'm about to tell you is true.........well partly true. It all started on Friday,February 10. "OK class," Ms. Mary said,"On Monday we will be having our big test, which will determine your final grade in my class.'' "Oh man,I forgot all about this big test," said John( the "funny" boy in the class.) " I've known about it for weeks," bragged Stacy,the "smart" girl in the class. "I can barley pass a simple homework sheet," admitted Roy. " How long will it take for us to finish the test?" I asked." It depends on how long it takes you as an individual to finish the test," For the pass hours after Ms. Mary said that to me, I thought about how long it would take for me to finish. Because I don't even know if I'll be taking the test................... Just wait and see.
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