Cherreads

UNTitled,Wali_Waris1770980355

Wali_Waris
7
chs / week
The average realized release rate over the past 30 days is 7 chs / week.
--
NOT RATINGS
141
Views
VIEW MORE

Chapter 1 - our last day of boards exam

Last day of boards exam 😭 🤣

On the last day of my board exams, I woke up like a warrior marching into battle.

My alarm rang at 5:00 a.m., and I saluted it like it was the national anthem.

Today was Mathematics—the final boss level.

I revised formulas while brushing my teeth and almost calculated the square root of my toothpaste.

My mom handed me curd and sugar like I was going to conquer Mount Everest.

Dad gave a motivational speech longer than the syllabus.

I stepped out of the house dramatically, slow motion and all.

Halfway to the exam center, I realized something terrifying.

I forgot my admit card.

My soul left my body and took an auto without me.

We rushed back home like we were in Fast & Furious part 29.

I grabbed the admit card and sprinted again.

This time I reached just before the gates closed.

I smiled at the security guard like a hero returning from war.

He did not smile back.

Inside the hall, the tension was thicker than my handwriting.

My friend whispered, "Did you study chapter 7?"

I whispered back, "There is a chapter 7?"

The bell rang.

The question paper landed on my desk like destiny.

I flipped it open slowly.

Question 1 looked friendly.

Question 2 looked suspicious.

Question 3 and I made direct eye contact.

By Question 5, I started negotiating with God.

I promised I would become a better human.

I even promised to stop watching Stranger Things during exams.

Halfway through, my pen stopped working.

Not today.

I shook it like it owed me money.

The invigilator stared at me as if I was performing a science experiment.

Finally, the pen worked after I whispered sweet motivational words to it.

Time flew faster than my marks in physics.

"Last 10 minutes," the invigilator announced.

Everyone began writing like their hands were on turbo mode.

I wrote formulas, prayers, and possibly a recipe by mistake.

The final bell rang.

It was over.

We walked out like survivors of a zombie apocalypse.

Outside the gate, someone screamed, "Freedom!"

Another guy threw his books in the air dramatically.

They hit the principal's car.

We ran.

We laughed.

We planned a farewell party bigger than Avengers: Endgame.

I reached home feeling victorious.

Mom asked, "How was the exam?"

I said confidently, "Easy."

Then I checked the unofficial answer key online.

I accidentally calculated the area of a triangle using the Pythagoras theorem.

I may have invented new mathematics.

And that's how I possibly failed confidently on the happiest day of my life. 🤣