Think they know everything, and know absolutely nothing! My Auntie Megan, who is a teacher, says that Year 9s are the pits. She is the one who does the spoiling!) Petal, on the other hand, being the oldest, is treated practically as an adult and allowed to do just whatever she wants.Īt the time I am writing about, when I got all fussed and bothered thinking I was fat, my sister Petal was fourteen, which may seem a big age when you are only, say, six or seven, but is nowhere near as grown up as she liked to make out. Pip, being the youngest, and a boy, is spoilt rotten. An uncomfortable position! Well, I think it is. So you see I really am stuck in the middle. And then there is Philip, known as Pip, who is two years younger. There is my sister Petal (drop-dead gorgeous), whose real name is Louise and who is two years older than I am. I am not fat! But I did go through a phase of thinking I was and hating myself for it. Some people (trying to make me feel worse) say that I am fat. Dad, trying to make me feel better, says that I am cuddly. It is my sister Petal who has long luscious legs and a figure to die for. Skinny as a rake, thin as a pin, with long luscious legs right up to her bum. THIS IS THE story of a drop-dead gorgeous girl called Pumpkin, who has long blonde hair and a figure to die for.
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