We were at the exam room. I could feel all the butterflies in my stomach fluttering away as I made my way to my assigned seat.
  This was no practice, this was the real deal. I had never felt as nervous as I did then but I tried my best to steel my nerves as I waited for the papers to be handed out.
  I got my paper and started writing my composition for the first half of the paper.
  The topic was about keeping a secret...
I stared at the paper blankly for a while before I finally came up with a plot. It was cliche but I knew that if I did not start writing soon, I might not have enough time to finish writing and check.