I'm so charged up to pay-it-forward and help new ghouls at school feel welcome. I don't know what I would have done if I hadn't met my ghouls.
Sometimes my stitches come loose at the worst possible moments. Like the day my arm flew off and landed right in front of the most creeperific guy. I was mortalfied.
Everything I've tried is the best thing ever!
I don't really have a favorite yet. I want to experience everything before I have to choose.
My friends say I have the perfect figure for fashion. They've taken me shopping for some scary-cute clothes that are absolutely to die for.
Watzit™. I'm not sure of all the things he's made from, but Watzit's pet license is 10 pages long.
Every morning when I come upstairs, my father insists on grinning and shouting, "It's alive."