In fifth grade I failed the Fifth grade debate. I felt really disappointed at myself. I felt like crying when that happened, but I didn’t. I cried in the inside like I always do in school. And in the outside I sad throughout the day. When I got home, I was still thinking about the debate. Also I was thinking that I should do better on the debate. After that day we were still doing the debate because we had to help the students who won yesterday so they can debate in the gym with other students who won. I wanted to help them, but I couldn’t because I thought that I am going to give them bad evidence on the debate. Also on that day one of my group members was still a little mad at me because one of my evidence was the same as hers, so then I
