Myself

Right. You know nothing of me. Shall I tell you about myself? Well I don't care, I'll tell you anyway.

You don't know me how I know myself.

First I can start with the boring part, which is all my life.

I'm a boy first of all. I go to my father's school Adams Academy.

Yeah, his rich. But I don't care. Their not my parents. Well I don't know that yet. My name's Adam Adams. Ah, yeah funny. My first name is the first as my last name. Well no. My last name has a "s" on it.  It's not exactly the same. Anyhow, moving on. I'm 14, junior high school student. I don't mean to brag but, I'm very popular. I'm blessed and cursed with good looks. I have absolutely no time for myself. You wouldn't know how I feel, because you don't know me. Having girls run after you all day and getting confessed to is a lot of work. What else? My mother and father, Mr and Mrs Adams, are the proud owner of the school I go to and my proud parents. I have friends, I live, I eat, I sleep. I'm a normal child with a normal childhood. I know everything about myself. I know I'm male, I know I'm 14. And so on... I know myself. At least that's what I thought. I was about to find out more about myself, things that I don't know, things that you don't know, and things that the world doesn't know.