“She really liked me, little Camilla. A family picked her to be their foster child quick as a wink. I begged her foster mom and dad to bring her back to see me but they never did.”
“I was so mad I smashed up the bike so I don’t even have that anymore. And now I’m in a new children’s home and they’ve advertised me in the papers but there weren’t many takers and now I think they’re getting a bit desperate.”
“I can’t stand fairy tales. They’re all the same. If you’re very good and very beautiful with long golden curls, then, after you’ve swept up a few cinders or had a long nap in a cobwebby palace, this prince comes along and you live happily ever after. Which is fine if you happen to be a goody-goody and look gorgeous. But if you’re bad and ugly then you’ve got no chance whatsoever.”
“I don’t have a dad. I lived with my mom when I was little and we got on great but then she got this Monster Gorilla Boyfriend and I hated him and he hated me back and beat me up and so I had to be taken away to a children’s home.”