'My Final Exam Story'

'This was it. I put my publish down. Putting my spell down meant that it was the end. As I waited for the invigilators to let forward to all overhear my paper, I reflected on my move. It was strangely both(prenominal) l unrivaled more or less unless exciting as I do new friends on the way, standardized those from my tuition stems and coffee. Coffee and I had become trump friends and I could non live without it. That was then. possibly it was now age to start having some new friends.\nIt both began when I well-nigh fai lead altogether my subjects and the without end chiding I sure from my parents unitedly with their disappointment do me so guilty. and so it began, the eventful journey of helping myself. It started with all the snubs I received from my so-called friends as the fact that I was pulling my socks up offended those more or less me, as I received questions like why I was suddenly such a donkeywork, why I could not be as pose back as them and take things easy. I was eventually left to my own devices and became the crystallise outcast. Who would have judgement the act of toilsome to improve oneself led to reducing ones affectionate circle? It did not help my grades had not made some(prenominal) marked proceeds and got me in truth idea if I was really in a better dwelling than before.\nOne day, things changed. I had gone to the teach library, dragging my heavy-laden bag to an free sidestep. As briefly as I sat down, a girl approached me. She was from the undermentioned separate and her call up was Alice. Alice appeared shy nevertheless I notice a intellect of determination fundament her wide-rimmed glasses. After talking about a common instructor we shared, she asked me if I precious to join her knowledge group. I was kayoed into silence. As I looked nervously over at her table to see the group of people sit down there, I was gently taken aback that they looked as as nervous as I was. perchance they h ave perceive how notorious my class was and was thinking twice whether this was a penny-pinching idea. I by all odds was.\nAfter a moments hesitation, Alice menti...'