Hi, I'm Lottie Brooks! I'm 11 (and 3/4) years old and this is my diary. Before you read, though, you should be warned. This book is going to include mortifying moments like bra shopping with your mom and your seven-year-old brother, showing up to class with cereal in your hair, watching your dad sing horrible karaoke, standing awkwardly at your first school dance, and so many more humiliating occurrences.

Turn away now if you’d rather not read about such excruciating experiences. It would be entirely understandable and highly recommended!