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Reina Lynn Oct 2013
I just took a 2 hour test.
43 questions
4 passages to read
2 agonizing hours.

I was forced to listen to the silent tap of someones foot.
I say silent with sarcasm
It was loud.
Sounded like a million bullets hitting the floor.
Not being shot at the floor but simply dropping.
Making a thud with each one hitting the ground.

2 horrid hours shaking.
Anxiety im guessing.

Almost compares to the 2 hours I was in the hospital.
I heard nurse shoes squeaking.
People rushing to save lives.
Beeping of heart monitors.

The man next to me was sweet.
He looked to be about 70.
He ended up where I was because of a heart attack.

He looked at me, sitting; instead of laying on my hospital bed.
The needles in my arm.
They hurt.
Thats one thing they dont mention in movies.
Or on t.v
Or the internet.

"What are yuh' in for?" He asked.
As if we were in prison.
Confined to our beds, or rooms, or areas.
I dont know how prison exactly works.

He was smiling.
This man was nearly stripped of his life,
and he was smiling.

I write this shaking.
Scared.
Depressed.
Because taking a 2 hour test really compares to being stripped of life right?

I want so bad to be gone.
And there in front of me,
was a man denying god-fighting so hard to stay.

And I mean, Who are we to deny the lord on his word.
When its time to go.
We go.
We follow.
But not this man.

2 hours of beeping.
2 hours of silent bullets.
2 hours next to a sweet 70 year old man.

2 hours of thinking of the worry I cause.
Focusing in and out on my test- what I should focus on.
school is hard the man said.
Never did he tell me his name.
My brother guessed Burt.
But its important you pursue
My brother nodded.
As if he agreed.

But I know he didnt

2 Hours

2

Horrid.

Inspiring.

Depressing.

scary.

Hours.

— The End —