Author: Emily Taylor

**Diary Entry** I’ve known for years: in families with more than one child, there’s almost always a *favourite*—and

—What’s the point of this truth? A father isn’t the one who conceived you—he’s the one who raised you. “

Mark’s mother suggested we swap flats—but on one condition: I had to sign mine over to her.

Helen’s mother-in-law offered to swap flats—but with one condition: I had to sign mine over to her.

My mother-in-law suggested swapping flats—but with one condition: I had to sign mine over to her.

“What’s the point of knowing the truth? A father isn’t the one who sires you—it’s the one who raises you.

Why do we need this truth? A father isn’t the one who gave life, but the one who raised it. “

“Eat that rubbish yourself”: How my sister humiliated me in front of everyone over someone

Emily had spent ages curling her hair, picked out her prettiest dress, and spritzed on her nicest perfume

**Diary Entry** Sophie carefully styled her hair, slipped into her finest dress, and spritzed on a touch