It makes it easy when the smart person finishes me first and I get the satisfaction of having a smart partner. The only problem of being first is that everyone else gets to dog pile on top of me. The person that wrote on me was a very intelligent person who studied and got honor roll. I could tell these things because I spent 7 hours in that folder looking at his essay that he got an A on. I heard lots of weird things sitting in that folder, packed like sardines against each other. Every now and then he will open up the folder which gives me butterflies in my stomach thinking I’m going to be taken out and put somewhere better but once again he just shoves another one of us in the folder making it more uncomfortable then it already is. It was so dark in that folder that I couldn’t tell the difference between closing my eyes and opening them. Finally I felt him put the folder down somewhere and out of the place where we sit and do nothing in the extreme heat. Once the parent saw me and congratulated her daughter on doing well on me. She put me in a pile of my brothers and