Nervous

by Zehava Sanders, age 15
Nervous Zehava Sanders is a writer from Manhattan. Her brothers are writers too. She's been coming to Writopia for a very long time. One of her other hobbies is puzzle solving, and she's also always prepared.

“The light stains my eyelids a / lurid pink. / I fumble with the / Pen and paper / That lay on my desk.”

             

The light stains my eyelids a

lurid pink.

I fumble with the

Pen and paper

That lay on my desk.

The others are still sleeping,

The sun is yet to rise,

And I shiver in the cold.

The room looks too large without

The others.

I fidget in my seat,

Unable to sit still.

The paper stares at me

Marred by my shaky writing.

The timer dings announcing my time is up,

And I hand in a paper half blank, half gibberish,

Dripping with sweat.

So much for my future.

 

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