Minor setback for a major comeback

Minor Setback For a Major Comeback As I sit restless in the testing room, I can feel my heart pounding fast and my foot tapping hard against the floor. I am taking the SAT for the second time. The room was filled with silence and I could hear every little noise being made. My stomach is twisted and I am filled with nervousness. All the weeks preparing for this one test that determined my entry into a university, my dream of being in college living the dream of playing volleyball at a high level is on the line. All of my family members and friends are counting on me that I will make it that far, all the supporters that have cheered me on since I could remember. Making my family proud has always been a goal of mines and to make them happy is my goal. Taking a deep breath, I try to relax as I begin with testing. It felt like some of the longest hours of my life, and over thinking really affected me hard. Being careful on each question I found myself going pretty quickly, and surprisingly ended faster than I thought. I walked out with heavy confidence that I would pass. Weeks went by and I finally received my test scores. I received a 1270 and wasn't too happy about it, but I was glad that I improved by 50 points since the last time taking the test. I didn't think anything of it until during the beginning of summer my mother told me that I would have to take a summer course for also not doing so well on my placement test. At this point I am feeling stressed out and wondering if I will still even be able to attend college. My head was filled with thoughts that I would be taking some tough courses and struggle with juggling school and volleyball. I just wanted to succeed in everything that I did. The classes were long and dreadful, and with hopes of having a fun filled summer with no worries at all, there I was taking not only a math class but an English class as well. "What have I gotten myself into" are the words that replayed in my head each day. My confidence