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I am nearly twelve, I am puny and I am not on Facebook. I live with my mum and dad (who are the reason I am not on Facebook) and my little sister Lucy, who is almost as big as me. Lucy is totally annoying because she is the good one and I am not. Like I told you, I’m the King of Bad Luck.

My house is at the end of a dead end road called a cul-de-sac. I like my house. It is number thirteen, which is lucky for some. Thirteen is a prime number. I am a prime number. I am eleven and I can’t be divided by any number except myself and one. Soon I will be twelve, which will be a whole different story. My dad is interested in prime numbers and even watched a whole programme on the television about them.

A whole programme.

QUESTION: HOW LAME IS THAT?

ANSWER: VERY.

I have an alright face but my nose turns up at the end and for that reason I get called ‘ski slope’, ‘Pinocchio’ and other charming names like ‘trunky’. My mum says that I am very handsome but I know

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