I can hear every tick of the clock. br My body is showered from nervous sweat. br Oh no my pencil tip broke, br and I must stop to sharpen it; br all the while losing time. br My mind has gone as blank br as the paper which I’m writing on. br Tick – Tock goes the clock as time moves on. br Times up the voice shots; br My hand goes limp and my pencil falls to br rest upon the edge of the paper. br I let out a big sigh of relief, for the madness has subside, br For my mid-terms are done.