I'm Becky, I'm about to start 7th grade, and guess what? I'm not even nervous I can hardly believe it. If you'd have asked me three months ago, in May, how I was, I would have said "awful My best friend Sarah is cuter than me, plus I have freckles that I hate, my grades are terrible, Daddy lost his job, and Mom and Dad are always arguing and blaming each other for everything." Could anything be worse? You bet. I'll lay it out for you. Daddy moved out. He was drinking every day and gambling on sports. Mom told me he bets money he can't afford to lose. I was sure it was all my fault. I was...

I'm Becky, I'm about to start 7th grade, and guess what? I'm not even nervous I can hardly believe it. If you'd have asked me three months ago, in May, how I was, I would have said "awful My best friend Sarah is cuter than me, plus I have freckles that I hate, my grades are terrible, Daddy lost his job, and Mom and Dad are always arguing and blaming each other for everything." Could anything be worse? You bet. I'll lay it out for you. Daddy moved out. He was drinking every day and gambling on sports. Mom told me he bets money he can't afford to lose. I was sure it was all my fault. I was...