One of my first midterms the Professor told us only the lowest score: a 24. I knew it must be mine. I was doomed and beat myself up over it for days. We got out midterms back and I slid it straight into my bag. I walked out of Emerson and took it home before opening it so I could feel the consequences alone and not be embarrased in front of everyone. After all the stress, I opened it to find a score of 91.
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