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My Name Is Zitlally In Star In The Forest
In the book Star in the Forest there are characters who you should meet to understand more about them. The ones that I will be focusing on will be: Zitlally(Me), my two sisters, Mamá, Papá, and Crystal.

“My name is Zitlally. Estrella. Star. That’s what it means in Nahuatl. Nahuatl is what Papá speaks to me in secret, even though I don’t understand.” (Laura Resau, 2010, Page 5) I am 11 years old and I live in a neighborhood called Forest View Mobile Home Park. I have two sisters. Reina, and Dalia. My best friend is Morgan, second is Emma and third is Olivia. Well, at least they were my friends until they dumped me because “I turned boring”. My Papá was deported for speeding and everything is falling apart ever since. Until I Star in the forest and Crystal finds me, everything is coming back together.

I have two sisters. Reina and Dalia. Reina is the youngest, and Dalia is the oldest and they were as frightened as me after that day. After Papá was deported, Reina was watching murder movies and Dalia was out with her friends at the edge of the park where kids are banned because of the shattered glass and needles. Usually Mamá and Papá would say answer was no to both but now Mamá was always on the phone
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I love my Papá. He would speak to me in a softly in a language full of shhhhs that I couldn’t understand. I called it star language because I always thought that was what the stars whispered to each other. He used to do my favorite thing with me in the summer. Mushroom hunting! Last time we went I was six. That was 5 years ago. I even went to Xono with him and Mamá. “Now my memories of Xono are broken pieces, like a plate that you dropped and you only saved a few shards and lost the rest. The best pieces, the one I look at again, are the days we went mushroom hunting.” (Laura Resau, 2010 Page 26) Even though Papá is gone right now, me and him have good memories. And when he comes back, we’ll have more to

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