Personal Narrative: My Loss
Losing, it always feels bad no matter the circumstances. Although, I don’t play sports or anything of that sort, but of course I have lost before. Even though I was sure I was A-OK sadly, I was wrong.
My loss begins in my class. It was in math, (math happens to be the subject I have always been terrible at), and I was casually doing my work. When I finished, I decided to check my grades. I pulled my chromebook out from my backpack and turned it on. I was logging in and expected to see A’s and B’s like always. But, when I looked, I was very surprised to see my grade in math had dropped to a low C. I knew my mother would not particularly enjoy seeing this, and I would not enjoy the “talk” we would have if she did. So I went into overdrive.
My loss begins in my class. It was in math, (math happens to be the subject I have always been terrible at), and I was casually doing my work. When I finished, I decided to check my grades. I pulled my chromebook out from my backpack and turned it on. I was logging in and expected to see A’s and B’s like always. But, when I looked, I was very surprised to see my grade in math had dropped to a low C. I knew my mother would not particularly enjoy seeing this, and I would not enjoy the “talk” we would have if she did. So I went into overdrive.