Tears of Frustration

 Today has been the most frustrating day in Mr. Rease's class thus far. Mr. Rease gave the class a task of writing a sonnet.  This was hard for me because I was concentrating on trying to make the sonnet flow while trying to focus on iambic pentameter. The process frustrated me so much that I began to tear up. The ringing of the bell was the only thing that relieved my tears.