1984 Personal Narrative

It was seven am and I was agonizing over a calculus test. This was not just an ordinary test, this test determined my final grade for the entire class. I texted Winston, my best friend since the 5th grade as usual to come over for breakfast and to study a little more for the test. As we ate breakfast Winston kept glancing at his phone. When I asked him what he was up to , he quickly mumbled to me with a startled tone “Umm… just texting my mom .” At the moment I had no concern to ask Winston why he was acting so strange but I knew in the back of my mind there was something going on with Winston. When we arrived to school our teacher, Mrs.Brooks, told us to clear our desks so we could commence the exam as soon as possible. I was so nervous my hands were trembling uncontrollably. This test could either go in two directions , I could pass the class with a solid B or flunk the class and would have to attend summer school. I repetitively
I could not betray my friend, he would hate me forever if I did. I knew that he betrayed me as well but knowing Winston ,he must have had a reason to not tell me the truth. The moment when I went up to my teacher's desk I panicked , I could not be known as the class snitch . I was standing at Mrs.Brook’s desk startled and confused. “Alison, do you need something” , she asked me three times until I finally responded to her. I took a deep breath and quickly excalimed that it was me who cheated on the test, She didn’t seem too surprised ,she gave me an F on the test and detention for the rest of the month. My parents also grounded me “until I’m 30”. When I told Winston about my confession he felt terrible and he didn’t want me to get in trouble, he said he would take the fall but I told him not to because then would both get in trouble. My summer was completely ruined and after that day I was known as a lying