I don’t know what to type. I have to come up with an idea to write. Those ideas are hard to come up with especially when there is a time limit. I don’t know what my time limit is but I do know that it has to get done. All I hear is everyone typing super fast and trying to finish writing. The teacher is walking around the room seeing people work and I feel stressed. I can feel my brain thinking and the time ticking slowly. Every tick of the clock sounds like an explosion, the more time that ticks the louder the explosion gets. My heart is racing, all I need to do is think of an idea to wright. Finally I have an idea on what to write but my time is running out I must type fast. Not knowing when my time limit is up I have to type fast, but I can only type so fast. …show more content…
I keep typing as fast as I can. The story is ok bout sounds dumb. I keep thinking to myself that I should just give up and change the topic but I have spent to long on this topic to change. The more I write the better the story sounds. I am starting to feel confident in my writing. Time ticks by and I keep writing. I get about halfway done with my story when, the bell rings and the teacher says to pack up and put the computers away. The teacher says that the story is due next class. I sigh in relief that I have more time. I get home and try to work on my story, but when I get home my mind blanks. I can’t remember where I left off at in class. I start to read my story but it makes no sense. The more I reread the more I get confused. I decide to take a break from my story and come back. Afterwards the story made sense but I thought it was trash. I told myself that now is not the time to restart I must finish. I start to try and work but all I hear was the loud ticking of the clock, the thumping of the teachers steps, the loud rapid typing. This was driving me crazy. I finally got to work when my parents tell me to stop and get ready to leave. So I stopped and put it away I wasn’t able to go back to the