STAAR Scores: A Short Story

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The attention span of an adult is like a loosen dandelion everywhere, but in one place. In the same way was attaining my parents attention; nonetheless, in late January, both my parents' surprised me with their gratitude. Without delay, I left to school that cold, windy day, having no idea what was in store for me. The news was out; the U.S. History STAAR scores had just arrived. My heart started thumping as loud as a drummer happily drumming on a game day. Total contrary of how I was feeling on the inside. Flashbacks started flashing in of the day I took the test. As well as remembering how I nervously fumbled with my pencil over and over again; doubtful on most questions. Considering this reminiscence meddling in me, I was simply

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