Me giving my math exam be like:
I turned the paper and scanned the questions, yes! I had practiced the first three questions, I could do them! I wrote the first two questions but stopped at third one, 'I can do this one as well, i practiced this after all!', I thought but my brain thought otherwise, it would not let me remember the answer. As if it was saying, 'Hah! You studied this right? So do it on your own!' It was mocking me, i tried to remember the answer. After a few moments, i looked towards the clock nervously, 15 minutes had passed but I couldn't remember it. Sweat rolled down my forehead, and i was getting nervous second by second, it was a very important test and i couldn't afford to fail it. Just as I was losing hope a light appeared! My saviour! "W-what's the answer to question number three?" I desperately ask, my saviour replied and my eyes widened, i quickly wrote down the answer just like a dehydrated person who finally found water and was running towards it! But little did i know....question number 4's dark figure was looming behind us and the answer to that......not even my saviour knew. We were doomed.
