Hi. Call me “Girl with the Pink Bag” because that’s my undercover name. Anyway I’m writing this because each month I want to tell you and just only you about my life. You may be wondering if it’s going to be an ordinary life. But open your eyes as you will begin to read the most extraordinary chapter of my existence as I reveal all.

It all started on the Night of Halloween a few years ago. I was sitting on the sofa watching TV along with Dragon and my two brothers, Lanky and Greedy. It wasn’t long before we heard a loud knock on our door. Of course, it was the trick or treaters. We had a small bag of unwanted sweets near the door. I got up and opened it to a chant of “Trick or Treat?”

In front of me stood a girl and a boy, one wearing a wolf mask, and the other a witch’s. Because there was only a small amount of sweets, I dumped the whole lot into the boy’s bag. The girl in the witch costume stood there staring at me, as if she was waiting for something. I was confused. Oh, of course! She wanted some sweets too. I thought that they were going to share, but ah well, my bad. I shut the door in her expectant face and sat back down. Read the rest of this entry »

Hi. Call me “Girl with the Pink Bag” because that’s my undercover name. Anyway I’m writing this because each month I want to tell you and just only you about my life. You may be wondering if it’s going to be an ordinary life. But open your eyes as you will begin to read the most extraordinary chapter of my existence as I reveal all.

Brothers. They can be annoying. No, very annoying. Do you ever find it annoying when you have a big brother who’s always picking on you, just because you’re the smallest? Well I certainly do. I just hate it when it happens to me. It’s like they see me as a harmless fly, and they think they can do anything to me. Well it’s not long before I snitch on them, on which they’ll stomp upstairs, like enormous elephants nearly breaking the house down.

If there was to be a vote on who is the most annoying brother, I would definitely choose my older brother. Yes, my brother, the one with the silly voice that has no life and always picks on me. To make him anonymous, I have given him the name Greedy. He is so irritating. Ooh, he’s coming now, best hide what I’m writing, because, believe me if he found out that Read the rest of this entry »

Hi. Call me “Girl with the Pink Bag” because that’s my undercover name. Anyway I’m writing this because each month I want to tell you and just only you about my life. You may be wondering if it’s going to be an ordinary life. But open your eyes as you will begin to read the most extraordinary chapter of my existence as I reveal all.

In my family I am the youngest, and it sucks. Well sometimes it doesn’t because I get more of what I want than the other girls. I’m not going to tell you literally how many of us there is, because believe me; you’ll go crr-ray-zeh!

Now let me introduce you the favouritism in my family. My mum who is in her early 40’s has two favourites out of the whole family. And the answer is obvious. My two brothers. It’s true they say that mums love their sons more and Dads love their daughters more. Because my mum would give any extra food to them and not to us girls.  She won’t even let us eat anything that we have stacked away until our Read the rest of this entry »