Linda Rey

My first zit … my first bra … my first kiss My birth mom missed them all. She should have been there to tell me it was fine, to reassure me and hold my hand when I got scared. Instead, now I'll never get the chance to meet her because my dad's... Lire la suite

New school… New problems… New diary. As if starting a new middle school isn't bad enough; now, I'm pretty sure my adoptive mom wants to send me back to the orphanage, my evil adoptive sister is trying to ruin my life, and the entire eighth grade... Lire la suite

My OCD is in overdrive. My family is imploding. And there's a chance I might be an orphan – AGAIN! If I ever write a memoir, the title will be Disaster. Seriously, just how many girls can say they've had not just one mom but TWO ditch them in twelve... Lire la suite

A letter to Santa. A letter to the Easter Bunny. A letter to the Sandman? Who writes a letter to the Sandman? Me, that's who. Willa Shisbey, nerd extraordinaire. I'm back with another installment of Willa's Window, my column in the Lifestyle section... Lire la suite

Shared bunk beds… Stolen underwear… Cheesy camp songs… My first camp experience just might be my last! When a major mix-up sends me, nerdy girl extraordinaire, to a residential sports camp for Olympic hopefuls instead of science camp, I know... Lire la suite