When I walk into the room, the Life Science room for the Chapter 6 test, it is like entering the Colosseum. I am all tensed up knowing I wouldn't come out alive. The second the test was passed out, it felt like the lions were sent out into the field. Looking at the test paper, they look like the lions that were angry, hungry and their eyes full of misery. I stroked first, leaving one of the lions a wound streaming with red, warm blood. I attacked with my spear, dodged furious claws coming toward me, and blocked tons of attacks. Just like how I answered all those tricky, evil, and to-hard-to-understand questions. I stroked hard, but some were foolish attacks that made me open my defense, giving the lions a chance to injure and harm me vitally. With my hands on the wounds, ignoring them, I ran carelessly toward the lions and stroke as hard as I can, as long as this cruel and savage torturing event ends sooner. I killed and I attacked, I dodged left and blocked my right. All I can do to make this over. Then, when I stood still, glancing at the lions lying on the floor, dead(?), just like how I check if I wrote anything wrong. Suddenly, a lion jumped up and tackled me, sitting on me and biting parts of me off. A question I missed on the test, caused my death and a failing grade.
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