[ WP ] You answered that giraffes were extinct on a school test , and failed the test by one point . Instead of retaking the test , you 've decided to take it upon yourself to make your answer correct .

The sun was just beginning to set, allowing the cool breeze to bring some relief to my worn skin. Twelve years in Africa had really taken its toll. It would all be worth it, though. Very soon. 
 
 The town was quiet, everyone settled in for the day. It was a welcome sight. I had no vehicle, having just returned from my journey; but I had grown quite accustomed to traveling on foot. It's amazing to think how much my life has changed. And exciting to consider where I'll go from here. With my test score adjusted properly, my life will begin again. That one single test, all those years ago, had kept me from the future I had dreamt of; Springfield Community College. But now I would have a chance. 
 
 I walked slowly, taking in the beautiful day and scenery around me. I allowed my mind to wander, to think back to where it all began. A simple test, to determine my final grade of high school; and to determine if I would graduate. It was a small town, a factory town; how was I to know such a creature was real? 
 
 Mister Finch was my teacher. I had not studied for the test that day; it seemed like such an easy thing. Basic stuff, really. And when I saw the question about the giraffe, I just assumed it was a trick question. I vividly recall the scratching of the dull pencil on the booklet when I wrote in, *LOL, Giraffes are n't real*. Oh, how wrong I was. 
 
 He refused to change my grade. I told him it was a joke, that I *obviously* knew giraffes were real. And yet he just said I should have studied harder. What a crock! He should have taught us better! I vowed on that day, to prove him wrong. If he would n't change my answer, I would *make it true*. And then he'd *have* to change it. 
 
 As I approached the corner of the block, my steps grew quicker. I was almost there. The school was just around the corner; my heart raced at the thoughts of higher education, of a career, a life. I turned the corner excitedly, and... 
 
 It was gone. An empty lot where the school once was. Grass had grown a foot tall, an old parking lot was cracked and full of weeds. A chain link fence surrounded the lot. I fell to my knees and stared at the void, in utter disbelief. 
 
 *Son of a bitch. *
