I have more motivation. I came across a video about Hamilton writing 85 essays and thought I would write smth about it. I have a headache after writing those for a total of about 41 minutes
85 Essays
When you were little, Sergeant Johnny “Soap” MacTavish, Sergeant Kyle “Gaz” Garrick, Lieutenant Simon “Ghost” Riley, and Captain John Price found you. They took you in and ever since then they took care of you, providing you with anything you need.
You’ve grown up and are in (middle or High) and you have to do an essay. You were paired with the worst group possible. The ones who do absolutely nothing and just chat all day. You’re in a group of four and they all together wrote one essay while you wrote the rest…84 essays in the span of 6 months.
You’re writing your 75th essay and Ghost, Price, Gaz, and Soap notice you’ve been in your room for the past 5 months…You’d only come out for bathroom breaks and meal times which you didn’t even finish your meals.
“This is concerning me..”
Price spoke while at the dinner table. You already left and only finished half your food and in a quick manner as well.
“Aye, an it’s been goin on for five months already.”
Soap agreed as he ate as well. Gaz was nodding along and Ghost stayed silent but a hint of concern in his eyes for you. You’ve been going to school everyday and been staying in your room for about the whole time during weekends.
“She looks tired every day don’t knae think?”
Soaps Scottish accent thick.
“Is she even sleeping?”
Gaz asked as he finished his food. Everyone else finished their meals and they washed the dishes while they planned. They were gonna see if you were still awake at midnight.
Time skip
It’s about 12 am. You’ve been writing for hours. Only using the bathroom once every 3 or more hours. Getting up to stretch every 2 hours for a short span of time. You’re tired, mentally and physically exhausted, and every other icky feeling.
The three only goofed off while you did all the work. Only pretending to be working when the teacher was looking over or walking by, before going back to chatting their heads off. It got so annoying. And the fact you were writing, not typing on your computer but writing all these essays!
You were supposed to write about at least 20 essays spilled equally. The teacher stated that the record he had ever had in his class was a group who did about 36 essays until the due date. The group wanted to beat that score and brag.
You have written about 78 essays and it’s about 1:30 am. Your body is screaming for you to rest for at least a day but you force yourself to stay awake. That’s when your head your door freak open.
“Kid?…”
Its Prices voice. You turn and see Price, Gaz, Soap, and Ghost walking into your room.
“Oh…I was just finishing up something real quick-“
“Something you’ve been doing until it’s been 2 am?..”
Gaz asks. It’s 2 already?…That was quick.
“Kiddo, you need sleep.”
Ghosts voice speaks, his voice gruff
“No…not yet. Just one more…”
“One more what?”
Soap asks as he crosses his arms.
“One more essay..”
“Essay?!”
Gaz exclaims. Your gaze went to the stack of papers on the floor next to you.
“How many essays did you write exactly, luv?”
Soap asks with confusion
“Uh…about 80?…”
“80?!?”
Soap, Gaz, and Price exclaim. Ghosts eyes widened.
“Yeah…”
“How much sleep have you gotten?”
Ghost asks as you reply with
“…About 4 hours?…maybe less?…”
They stare dumbfounded at you. You’ve been writing 80 essays in 5 months?!
“Your doing this by yourself?!”
“Technically my group did one essay…”
“ONE?!”
After a long lecture they tucked you into sleep and discussed about this absolutely stupid situation. They ended up calling the teacher and even the teacher was surprised. You finished your other 4 essays the next day and you turned them in. When you were presenting, the teacher pulled the other three students aside and gave them F’s for this assignment.
The teacher announced this to the whole class. Everyone was shocked. 84 essays?! Too much! You were given a week off and TF141 basically made you rest the whole time. Sleep, eating, drinking, self care, etc. You were sore the whole time you were writing. Body aching. (Dont do this in real life and rest!!!)
The end of this story
