My test instructor, Mrs. Brooks, began handing out the test booklet and answer key. It was finally time to open my test booklets and begin the test. I felt like throwing up because I was so nervous and didn't know what to expect from the test, even though I felt well prepared for the ACT. The testing room was very hot and I could barely breathe, which made the test even more difficult. After finishing the math and science sections of the test, I had a fifteen minute break to refresh my brain, go to the bathroom, and get water. After taking only two sections of the test I was very tired, hungry, and ready to go home for a long three hour nap. During the reading portion of the test it was very long and boring and I felt very anxious to finish the rest of the test. The science part of the test was very hard and I did not understand any of the graphs and questions that were asked during the test. In my mind I was telling myself that I could finish the rest of the test well. Forty minutes finally passed, I completed the ACT test, and it was time to go home and have lunch. In my mind I was sure I had scored high on my test and I couldn't wait to get my scores back. After five weeks of waiting to get my test scores back, they finally arrived and I didn't get any good scores. After taking this test for the first time I prepared to take it again, which turned out to be eight more times. My senior year all of my classmates were excited to graduate in May and go to college. I wasn't too excited about graduating because I didn't have my ACT score or college acceptance letter yet. Throughout the rest of my senior year I took the ACT every month it was offered. My score after each time I took it decreased by two points each time I took the test. I was starting to lose hope. I never lost faith that God had a plan for me