ACT=TDTSALOOM (The Devils Test Sucking All Life Out Of Me) and what happened after.

Two weeks before- Coming soon to theaters.... we witness Gates screaming hysterically as she is told that the ACT is only two weeks away. Come soon for a once-in-a-lifetime experience like no other....

AAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE

My name at the moment is Gates Freakingoutbecauseofthistest Lilybet Gates

Why, Mommy? Alas, the parental 'listen to mom' thingumabob is insistent that I do her bidding. Still, whywhywhywhywhywhy is kinda what is running through my head at the moment.

Day of- HELP MEEEEEE!!! I just took a test that I shouldn't be taking until, like, I'm twenty or something. Despair.

On the bright side.... I'm done. Oh, I think my brain is on fire, let me go check on it.

Unfortunately, my brain is crisped. Oh dear.

A few weeks after results got back- Life is normal again. My brain has regrown. I am content. Guess what? do to some insane cocktail of luck, skill, and nice relatives, I made it through my premature test day.

I would like to thank Granny, Mom, and everyone else I know for being supportive while I shrieked like a deranged woodpecker.

I am grateful to be done with the ACT... for now.

But I learned something else.

If you think it is a big deal, chillax and write about it two months later. I am laughing about myself right now, and do not blame you if you are laughing too.

Reading forever, Gates L. G.