Enjoy yourself whilst you read!

well it about these really naughty girls they made this huge girls gand they stole stuff from shopes and stuff

Well, I didn't need them. I didn't need anyone. I was Lola Rose. I just wished I looked more like my idea of Lola Rose.

I really don't know but I would quote for a book from JACQUELINE WILSON which is a very interesting book of her childhood.

I try to have reasonably happy endings because I would hate any child to be cast down in gloom and despair; I want to show them you can find a way out of it.

Pearl rolled a tiny pink speck in her fingers, possibly part of Rose's new leg that I'd tried so hard to make a good match. Pearl laughed and flicked it away as if it was snot out of her nose. I suddenly couldn't stand it. I rushed at her.She saw I wasn't playing around. She ran for it but I caught up with her along the landing. I punched her hard in the chest and she staggered back wards - back and back, and then she wobbled and went right over, down the stairs.

You shouldn't call then anything. They're poor unfortunate people who cannot help the way they look.