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My AP Literature exam experience was like a roller coaster. I set my alarm to wake me up at 7:00 but I accidentally turned it off and went back to sleep. When I woke up again, it was already 7:40! I quickly got ready and ran out my house with a banana in my hand. Needless to say, I sped like crazy to the testing center and arrived around 8:05. It turned out that I had turned into the wrong entrance so it took even more time to get to the testing center. When I finally got there, I told the teachers standing out the center what teacher and what period I had AP Lit. They gave me the room number to go to but when I got there it turned out that was the wrong room. They had told me the wrong room number! So Ms. Iton was there and she had to direct me to the correct room which was literally on the other side of the testing center. Nonetheless, I arrived at my correct room around 8:12 and the class was waiting on me to start the exam. I felt kind of bad. So I wasn’t in the best condition or mood when I took the exam but it turned out to be a lot easier than I had expected it to be. The multiple choice section was what surprised me the most actually. All the practice ones we’ve been doing in class were really hard compared to the kind of questions that were on the actual exam. Even the poems were relatively easy to understand. I actually thought about this after the exam, but maybe it wasn’t that much easier but I was just that much more prepared after taking AP Lit. Either way, I felt really confident about my performance on the multiple choice section. The essay section was next and I was feeling pretty good about that before I got to write. When I saw the essay prompt for the open question, I got a giddy feeling. The prompt fit perfectly with the novel Frankenstein. I talked about how the monster was exiled from its birth and how that sets off the entire storyline of revenge between the creator and creation. The other two essays with the poetry and passage ones were relatively easy too. I really like the Centry Quilt poem as I talked about how the quilt was more than a bedsheet, but a powerful object that the author uses to satisfy her nostalgic desires. The passage one with Henry Clarevence was the hardest essay in my opinion. I got a perfect picture of what kind of person he was and I felt like I did a nice job in relaying how the author accomplished this. Overall, I felt like I got a 4 or 5!