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Friends, Fights, and BIG Secrets - Kaitlin's Diary: Before the BFC

Sunday 9:30 PM I can't sleep.  Tomorrow is my first day at a new school and I can't stop thinking about it.  What if no one likes me?  What if they all hate me? My big sister, Katie, thinks I'm worrying too much.  "Stop stressing!" she said, after I started wailing down the phone to her earlier.  "You're so fab, I bet you'll make loads of new friends at Green Meadow." I hope she's right.  At my old school, there were only a few of us in my class.  That's one of the reasons why it was closed down.  Green Meadow is much bigger. I just wish I could be more like my sister sometimes.  She never EVER gets stressed out.  Even though she writes for a magazine and has loads of deadlines to meet, she still keeps her cool.  Not like me. I once did a project on the environment t and ever since then I've been nagging Dad and his girlfriend, Jen, to recycle more things. Like my baby brother's disposable diapers, for i...

Parties, Pajamas, and Little Mysteries: Kaitlin's Diary

Kaitlin's Diary Wednesday 5:30 PM My baby brother, Billy, has just started to talk... well, almost.  He hasn't quite managed to say my name yet.  I mean, "Ka-in" isn't too far from "Kaitlin". But what my baby bro lacks in speech, he more than makes up for in crawling ability.  Billy's mom, Jen (Dad's wife), turned her back on the little tiger for a millisecond when she was getting some clothes out of his closet this morning.  In that time, Billy had crawled out of his crib, onto the landing, and into my room.  If I hadn't been in there getting ready for school, who knows what would have happened.  One thing's for sure, I wouldn't have been too thrilled to find a gurgling Billy at the bottom of my closet later... ... I saw what he had for breakfast and I know how often he fills his diaper (way too often for my liking).  My closet would be a no-go area until all offensive smells (and marked - ew) had disappeared.  I would not ...