Exams
AN: This is a little poem about Hermione and her take on exams, and it is what I am feeling at the moment too. I was revising for my maths A levels and I couldn't concentrate so I wrote this. Hope you enjoy.
Blood pressure rises,
Breath quickens,
Nerves rising to hyper-sensitive.
I can't stand it.
The exams are so close and I've hardly revised,
I am going to fail,
I am going to fail,
Oh, I hate this.
Ok, concentrate,
Concentrate on the work in front of me.
Think Charms,
Think Care of Magical Creatures,
Think magic.
Oh, this is no use.
I need to take a walk.
They're so close,
I can't cope,
Exams, exams, exams.
I HATE THEM.
Just stop thinking about them.
Breath,
In with the good air,
Out with the bad.
Relax, relax, relax, relax.
In good,
Out bad,
In good,
Out bad.
Ok, I think I'm ready to study again.
AN: please R&R and tell me what you think.
Loadsa luv
Cammy77
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