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Another story that will forever hold in my memory is the time my mother threatened me if I didn’t get one-hundred percent on my English test she would cancel my birthday party in fifth grade. Although I was pretty confident in my test I was going to take I’ve never studied so hard after hearing my party could be canceled. I invited all my friends and it would have been humiliating if I let them down. After I took the utmost important test I had in my entire fifth-grade career the teacher handed the tests back to grade each other, I was searching for my name and I tracked it down. I was eyeballing the person who ultimately held my faint in their hands. I was making them feel uncomfortable so they wouldn’t mark any of my answers as wrong which

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