Decision Narrative

Never Again

I was in 6th grade when I decided to make this horrible decision. My teacher was Ms. Watson and I was easily one of her favorite students. I always raised my hand, I never interrupted her, and I always laughed at her jokes. It was Chinese class that day, and I noticed that Ms. Watson wasn’t there. This set the stage for the bad decision I was about to make.

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The night before this Chinese test, I should have been studying but I was distracted by a basketball and a group of friends. It was 6pm and I had just finished a delicious pasta dinner. I was sitting down and about to open up my Chinese book when my phone ring and I decided to pick it up. Max said, “Hey Peter we are heading over to Norridge Park to shoot baskets. We need you to play with us.” Of course, I couldn’t let me friends down so I said, “Yes.” I was shooting the three pointers and didn’t miss a single one, I was on fire and my friends knew it. My friends convinced me to play another game with them and so I did. I grabbed the ball once again and played my defence, knocking down my opponents one by one. After a ferocious battle between my friends, I have just got home and have dropped on my bed feeling tired as I can possibly be.

I was in Ms. Watson’s room and substitute just passed out the test. I quickly took the cheat sheet and put it under my paper, ready for me to put down the characters that were on the paper. I quickly finished but was shaking that the substitute wouldn’t find out about it. I was ready to hand in the test while the substitute took and grabbed it from me with anger. I was shaking again and didn’t feel good for what I have done and have been honest for doing the wrong thing by cheating on the test.

For my punishment I had to stand up in front of my class, told that I would be getting a zero for the test, and then was guided straight to the deans office, later finding out that I will be serving detention the next day. I went home in tears and my mom wasn’t the end of it, I was grounded and had all my things taken away from me. This might have been the worst thing that I have done and I have realized that I won’t cheat again and that it is better to study the night before than to risk cheating and getting punished for cheating, and risking passing the test.

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