I didn't want to put the book back down! All the sad stories made me want to tell mine! I want to make a difference like all those pre- teens did. I remember when one of my friends parents went to jail and I cried for her but in the end she decided not to help her parents by not telling any one that her parents were smoking marijuana! I remember we were in a fight and I went by her house and it was all boarded up. I was sobbing in the back seat about how I never got to apologize to her! I tried to write but I always got the words wrong! I never forgave her for lying to me. Everyone spoils her and says poor her. At first I felt sorry for her. But then I saw her transform in to a snob who didn't care what I think. I always came last to her. Then I found two new friends who actually cared and I fit in some where. We may fight but I always know that we all are like sisters and always will be...