I slam the table as I become the first one to finish the harrowing test. It was difficult and tricky, with the answers closely mimicking each other. I fill with a great sense of relief as a warm feeling comes over me. I cannot contain my grin as I walk out from my seat and towards the invigilators. I am victorious today.

  Spamming over two hundred test questions before the actual test itself worked wonders. I will certainly do the same for the next final theory test as well. And this time I will obtain not just my provisional driving license but the full qualified driving license.

  The whole class stares at me as I finished in such a short period of time. I proceed to take photos of the piece of paper on the steps to take after passing the test. Everyone knew I had passed by now.

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  I skip out of the classroom with the sails in my feet. I hurriedly dash down the stairs full of happiness and hope for the future. It seems bright at the time. I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.

  I cannot keep mum about the good news and I told my sister and grandmother first when I got home.

  “Charlotte so how was the test?” My sister queries

  “Well let’s just say it was challenging but doable. And let’s leave it at that! I passed! And that’s all that matters.” I chime back.

  My sister and I are as close as two chipmunks huddling together in a brutal winter. We often share food and stories with each other about our daily lives. I will not replace her with anyone else. She is the closest person I am with in this whole world. My grandmother grin as she overheard the news. This calls for a celebration tonight.