My name is Anna. I'm sixteen years old and I have cancer. But, don't worry about me. I'm perfectly fine. The people you should be worried about include my tulip obsessed mother, her mysterious lover, The Dutch Tulip Man, and my delusional hamster who thinks that running on that little wheel of his will actually get hi...
(I WROTE THIS IN SEVENTH GRADE, SO IT'S PRETTY AWFUL. THOUGH, I WON'T DELETE IT.) The tale doesn't happen the way you assume- even the jock has to start off somewhere. After being betrayed by her best friend and secret crush, Natalie is left confused as Cody rises in social status her eighth grade year. But when an op...