I grew up as a military brat who travelled the world with my family. We moved ten times before I was twelve. Given that transient lifestyle, I had very few friends and I was quite shy. It always took some time to warm up to new surroundings and by the time I did, we were off to our next assignment. Books became my best friends and I lost myself to them. The wonderful, amazing world of books where you can live hundreds of lives that seem far more interesting than your own. Maybe you know that feeling too?
This book was inspired by my Middle Grade years, when my self-confidence tanked and I learned what “mean girls” were. I hope this book inspires you, makes you laugh, makes you cry, but most importantly, opens your heart to your own magnificence. Thank you for reading my book and Freddy Pooka thanks you too.
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