The Results

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic


The Leaving Cert results are out over here today and that inspired this story.

Submitted: August 15, 2018

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The Results.

They’d pressured him for the last six years. Do well, do not let us down. Over and over again, he’d heard those words, especially during the last two years. The fact that he might fail was never considered. To fail was not an option.

He had worked and worked, studied and studied until eventually he told himself – enough! If he carried on under so much pressure he’d never make it to the end of the year. They didn’t need to know, his parents. He’d still be in his room but he’d give his mind some space instead of constantly filling it with fact after fact.

He knew the words they would say should they find out. How he was throwing his life away. How he would never amount to anything, become anyone. He’d be stuck in a dead-end job, on a dead-end street.

For a while he toyed with the idea of doing just that – failing. Just to get at them for all the pressure that they were piling on to him, on top of his keeping up with his work. Should he? Could he? He could picture their shocked faces, but it would kind of serve them right for all their constant....pushing.

He revised in his own way, in his own time, but he kept up the pretences of pushing himself to the limit. And now the moment of truth had arrived for this was the day of the results.

He opened the envelope, nodded, and sealed it again. He went home, where both his mother and his father waited with baited breath. Carefully keeping his expression neutral he tossed the letter on the table and went up to his room. Let them see for themselves, he did not want to see their expressions when they read his grades.

Stewart!” His mother’s voice called up the stairs.

Hey, Stew!” His father now. He’d have to go.

Well, son, you exceeded our expectations, I must say. Perfect results!” His father went to clap him on the back.

We told you it would all be worth while,” put in his mother.

Yeah, yeah.” He wanted to go back upstairs, take it all in and start packing. He’d be heading off to college now, a university as far from his parents as he could practically and possibly get.


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