On a chilly autumn morning, I sat beneath fluorescent lighting in a room full of my peers to take the PSAT. I had done well on the previous year’s test, so my hopes were high.
The first hour or so was not too torturous. I breezed through the English passages and actually finished the section with lots of time to spare.
Suddenly, I began to feel anxious. Why had I finished early? Had I chosen the correct answers? By the time the math section began, my confidence had dropped dramatically.I finished a word problem, clicked answer C, yet something didn’t feel right.
I had only clicked one answer, but my brain convinced me I needed to click all the other answer options to make it an even number.