Porcupine- Mother
Hehe. Okay, so I think your loads of years older than me. Maybe you're a bit of an eccentric mother, but oh well also: you will never have normal friends. instead, you gots us!

Nala- Big Sistah
You leave= i die. you leave 2 times= i is zombie. Lol. You are my favourite person in the club (sorry porcupine! )

Thorn- Big Cousin.
Yeah, we have loads of arguments. But I still like you. Maybe you get way overreactive about roleplaying. I still like you. And I bet your going to post, "I AM NOT OVERREACTIVE!" and so that is an example of how much we argue. Gotcha there.

Zelfen- Big Cousin
Let's put it straightly. You gross me out. But, I'm fine with that. You are a boy, after all (Note: that is why i thought you were a boy thorn, no offence). it's kind of a like-hate kind of thing. You still gross me out though.

Dee- Big Sister
We've not long met, but I still like you. Loads. 1. You always give me cookies on the pets forum. 2. You are hillarious. 3. You are my favourite vampire in the club

Queencat- Aunt
I can't forget you. You may not be in the club anymore, but I can't forget you. You were leader of the 2nd club. You might not see this since your barely on. We tried sending you an invite, by the way.

Madison- Big Cousin
Not too sure if your in the club anymore. Note to self: Check if Madison is in club. Oh great, my hand's black now. Anyway, sure we've not known each other for a while. But you're really nice.

If I forgot you, put your name here!

i am an aspiring author (although i dont know what that means) . Yeah, i like to brag. But lately ive been feeling people dont believe me. here is a passage from my latest novel, The Dared Children. It is only a little cause im not good at doing 'short' stories. so enjoy and dont fall asleep!
Chapter one


England


Jamie lay down on her trampoline, looking up at the sky. She was starting St Peter Primary School tomorrow. It was an all girl???s school, although that didn???t help her in the slightest. Maybe she had a history of school, but then again if she didn???t she wouldn???t be moving. Her old school was a, well, trashy school. The best thing about it was that it was completely loose. Hardly anything didn???t slip past the teachers. This new school was in a posh place, where her foster family lived. Of course, her foster family didn???t suspect a thing. Yet. When she was younger she hardly had a bed to sleep on, she shared her bedroom with 6 children. How different they had turned out to be. Less than a month in this posh place, and she was already expected to adjust.
She couldn???t forget her terrible time across here; sailing for twelve hours on a cargo ship and on a train with two adults by her side every time. She had to stay in her cabin; or, the engine room. Although, completely expected from her, she escaped. And she would have gone overboard, too, if the adults hadn???t stopped her. They knew she could swim, and they knew she wasn???t happy with having to travel. It was stupid having to go all that way just to meet some good-for-nothing posh guts and even more, bribing the Council with money. She thought they???d just want her gone. She hoped they would give her away to the first person who came in so she could get back into the open air again. But no.
Two years in care, and about fifteen potential parents. Parents closer to the care so she could just go away in a car or motorbike. And no snobs, she thought that her potential parents were completely capable of handling her. And she would listen to them, too. Maybe. She didn???t intend on listening to these snobs. They thought she was an angel, a neglected child and a child who didn???t know what was good. She wasn???t spoiled, that was for sure. All of the people that said her parents were pushovers were flipping idiots. She knew she had rights but the adults obviously sought to destroy them. Children shouldn???t be treated like this, on adul