Silence is golden

Today in English class, nobody would be quiet. It was noise beyond belief!!! Mr Banston couldn't control the class at all. It was terrible. I didn't want to say anything because I really don't speak out in class. I was ready to stand up and yell "Please be quiet!" but I couldn't do it. How do you get to learn in a class where the teacher can't teach! it is pathetic and sad. The students here are kind of bad. I don't really like the school I go to. I wish I could move back to Elementary like to Franklin. I miss it.

Beginning

This is all very new to me. I post as Superior foe, but i am barely superior to my own room. What my name, my age, and my home shall all remain a mystery. For isn't it better that people know as little about you as possible? I have many names, and i know many people. But i can give you a hint. I am not as old as you think i might be, and i have lived where you wouldn't expect. I enjoy writing and reading. Along with math. I terribly hate science. I used to belong to an elementary school club called the friendship tree. That is an absolutly ridiculously sounding name, but there was more behind it. I look back and believe that many members thought it insignificant, but it was like having friends abound. This is another way that it feels like you have friends. Yet nobody knows about this yet. I hope that all you read this will grow to know me, but not who i am.