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Imogen Halstead (age 16)
Word count: 1931
Tw: panic attack
Imogen's POV
I want to scream!
Why is school so goddamn stressful?! I give up! Ughhh... My eyes filter over to the clock on my nightstand, instantly giving me a heart attack. It's 10:20pm?! Oh no...
I have three essays, two assignments, and six sheets of homework to complete, all by tomorrow! How am I meant to cram all of that into one night without practically pinning my eyes open?! I groan and throw my head back as I hear a knock on my door, "come in..." I sigh. Quietly, the door opens to reveal Will in his scrubs, "I'm heading to work, I'll see you tomorrow kiddo" he smiles, before his eyes filter down to my very messy desk, "don't stay up too late" he warns. I smiled weakly and nod, unfortunately I'm going to have to dear brother.
Once he closes my door I bury my face in my hands. It's not like I've left all of my homework until the night before it's due, but I've been sick for the past few days and today I went back to school, only to get bombarded with the work I've missed out on. And to make matters worse, my teachers need it all in by tomorrow, which is a Friday...
So far, I've managed to complete two essays which weren't included in my never ending list, and a booklet for statistics. I haven't really left my room since I got out from school today. I'm Stressed with a capital S...
Groaning in frustration, I sort my homework into sections. One pile, filled with easy sheets, two piles, filled with harder sheets, and the third pile full of my history work which is near enough impossible. I set my history work on my bed behind me and try to crack on with the rest of my work. I will get this done...
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11:50pm... This isn't too bad. I'm nearly half way through my easy sheets and I'm not too tired. Maybe this won't be as hard as I anticipated. Sleep may actually be an option tonight!
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12:45am... I'm finally finished with the easy sheets and I'm a quarter of the way through the harder sheets. However, they're all in the pile full of harder work for a reason... this is brutal! These assignments aren't looking too good right now.
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1:55am... I'm nearly done with my pile of harder work, but I'm completely exhausted. I just have one more booklet to complete and then I'm done right? I can go to bed! Sleeeeeppp...
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2:30am... one essay, two assignments and five worksheets later, and I'm done! Finally! I can sleep at last... With a small yawn, I swivel around on my chair to grab my backpack, I just want to dive into bed right now. My heart drops when I see the pile of history work I set down on the bed hours ago. You've got to be kidding me...
My eyes bolt over to the clock again, tears brimming my eyes as I read the time, 2:32am, I can't do this right now. I still don't feel the best, I'm exhausted and super stressed out. It's going to take me at least another two hours to finish two essays and a booklet...
