It is not easy growing up the youngest of four girls, but when I think of all those kids who have no siblings or a real family, I realize, I've got it easy. But, what do I know about anything? Who am I to talk, being a short, under pubertized, nerdy eleven year old?
    Have you ever wished you had a different family? Different parents, brothers and sisters? I know I have. I've wanted to be Michael Jackson's kid for the longest of long times, but nobody knows my secret obsession. Then I think about all the good times I've had with all my eleven years of living on this earth with my familia, and I wouldn't trade it for anything!
    Just goes to show what you really think when it comes to love situations. Which, in return, is you think a lot.