People, what you're holding in your greasy little hands is my manifesto, my confessions, written for all you misunderstood middle kids out there who have no room to shine. Yep, when you're sandwiched between an overachieving older sister and a too-cute-for-his-own-good younger brother, how can you ever win, rightI never really thought of myself as a "e;middle child."e; Gifted computer hacker Check. Fashion trailblazer Double check. Finest prankster in my sixth-grade class Triple check.But then things got messy. You see, I did something really bad. Bad enough to get expelled for. Even bad enough to be sent to a shrink for. But by the end of the summer, I was a changed woman. The day before my brand-new middle-school life was to start, he gave me a mission:I had to find the most bullied, friendless, hopeless, laughed at, lonely girl in the entire school and be her friend. In public. Just kill me now, please.
Confessions of a So-called Middle Child