Mummy tucked me in, kissed my cheek and slipped from the room. Light of the mid-June sun filtered through the drawn blind and my eyes lingered on the dancing shadows … but my thoughts returned, again, to school. With most of the exams behind me I wondered if I would pass grade two … and, oh my, if I did, would I make it through grade three? Little butterflies began their dance in my stomach. Grade four? My heart beat a little faster. Five? Six? These thoughts plagued me every night when sleep wouldn’t come. My anxious mind raced on. Would seven prove to be too much?
This is in response to Julia’s 100 Word Challenge Week 53 with the prompt: would seven prove to be too much?
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