Katrina is about me, an 11 year old named Cereal. Yes, my name is Cereal. You know, like the stuff you eat? Well, yeah. My parents couldn't think of a name and let my six-year old older brother name me. And he named me Cereal. Well, I can't say I don't love being referred to as Cereal-Eating-Cereal (my brother gave me this name, also), but I still think my parents could have come up with a name like Mac (OK, not Mac, that's my brother), or Sam, or Tom. But no, I'm Cereal.
Well I grew up in a city called Marversville, where all the houses are tiny and blue and hardly big enough for two tiny bedrooms, one tiny bathroom, and a tiny kitchen. I share Mac's room, my parents share a room, and then there's the bathroom and kitchen.
Even though our house makes me feel claustrophobic, I love Marversville. I love playing in the parking lot of the grocery store, or playing cards with Mac while our parents talk inside. But what I love most....... well......... Katrina. She's beautiful, funny, and happy.
But not everyone stays beautiful, funny, and happy forever.......
OK, romance/scary. Probably one of the few I'll write.
This was a very good summary Charly! The cliffhanger at the end of the summary made me want to read it more! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Thank you!
ReplyDeleteLike Megane said, the cliffhanger at the end made me want to read more!! But it sounds REALLY good!
ReplyDeleteKathy and I laughed when we read that the parents couldn't think of a name and actually let the older brother name him! Maybe we should let Pepper name our next baby.
ReplyDeleteYeah! That would be awesome! :D
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