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Dear Lola,

Everyday keeps getting worse. Yesterday my kitchen caught on fire from the stove being left on! And a week ago a stupid skunk smelled up the whole house. I hate it here! I don't even want to talk about the first day of school. Some girl tripped me in the lunchroom, ON PURPOSE! Then she told everyone that I called this one girl, Ginger, fat. It turns out Ginger is a huge girl that got held back 3 years. So naturally Ginger beat me up. I have a huge black eye. I told my mom it was from a dodgeball. I mean, I couldn't tell her what actually happened. Then she would get all anoying about it. It's alrady been a week and I have no friends and even more rumors are going around saying I had aids. I cry myself to sleep every night. I can't stand it here! I feel like I don't belong here! I belong at my old house, my old school, and I need my old friends. I even miss Beth! How sad is that? Everyone here smells like cheese and is a total jerk. Please give me some ideas to convince my parents to move back!

Hugs,

Lacy