Guilt

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Guilt

That is what's taking over me right now.

Guilt

It's the reason I'm in this state.

Guilt

It's eating me up alive.

Guilt

It's the reason why I can't be happy right now.

It's the reason why I'm feeling this huge burden on my shoulders.

It's the reason there is this knot in my lungs that's not letting me breath properly.

It's been 2 days Brie, get your head together.

I know, but that smirk on his face.

A soft knock on the door wakes me up from my thoughts.

"Brie come down stairs, your father and I want to talk to you." My mom said. Talk to me. I have a bad feeling about this. Anyways, I go down stairs and my parents are sitting on the kitchen island. I take a seat across them. Their faces tell me this is gonna be a long lecture.

"Your result came back, the one you did on your first day to see if you'll pass to grade 12." My Mom says, motioning me with her eyes on the envelope.

The envelope.

I slowly take it in my hands, my sweaty, nervous hands. That's it, it's over I'm not going into a good university, I'm not gonna get a good job, I'll be homeless on the streets.

Chill Brie, your overthinking.

But all that changes when I see my results. I look up to my mom and Dad. Their looking at me with hope in their eyes. Off course because the envelope was sealed.

"I passed, I got a 94," I whisper. Both my parents come in and give me a hug.

"We know you would do it!" My Mom exclaims.

"That's why I got my princess a little something from daddy," my dad said as he handed me a box which was gift rapped.

"No way, it's not what I think it is? Right?" I question. I open the box and a brand new iPhone is waiting there for me. I gasp and give them a big hug.

"Your the best parents ever!" I scream then run to my room to tell Maya.

After filling Maya up on everything, from the beginning till now, she told me she also passed.

"So what do you want to do?" Maya asks.

"I think I'm going to sleep, cuz we have school tomorrow," I say, yawning.

"Ya, ok, bye!" Maya says.

"Bye," I say as I am hanging up. I get ready for bed. I mean getting ready like taking a shower and wearing my silk shorts and my white top. As soon as I lay in bed,I feel like drifting to sleep.

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