I hate giving summaries, read it and then youll know what its about! Urghh...
I always thought I was an ugly baby, small and thin with tuffs of red hair coming from my little head. I
screamed and cried and tempered much like I still do! Sometimes I wonder why my mother still wanted me! She
probably would have been better off giving me away!
I have one older sister called Martha, she is 16 and she doesn't really take intrest in anything I do. She is
eighther at school, in her room or out with her friends. I never talk to her, not for any particular reason, just
because I never see her and sometimes I forget that I actually have a sister! On the other hand, I have a super
annoying little brother called Ian. He is only 6 and he is pathetic. Ian is very timid and scared and if I went up
to him and told him to,
"HURRY UP AND GET DRESSED!"
(Much like I did yesterday when we were in a hurry to get somewhere), he would start to sob and run to mother.
She is just as bad because she lets him curl up on her lap and he will always suck up to her. I always get the
blame for everything!