Children's

THE STORY OF ME AND MY LIFE ENTRY EIGHT

5TH March, 1999 Dear Abi, I know that I never stay and chat with you for long, but today so many things have happened that it'll take ages to tell you:

Children

Children - all they want to do is be a child

My Daddy Says.

My window looks into my garden, and down by the big holly tree is a very large patch of springy green moss where the Buddleia bush used to be.

Icey the Bat

This is a poetic form called ABC Poetry.

Missing Bones (roughly 3000 words - should take 10 minutes)

Imagine how hard it would be to live next door to a graveyard if you really believed in ghosts. Now imagine how hard it would be to watch a builder turn over that graveyard and find nothing in it...

MY APPLE TREE.

Fairies? In the garden?......

THE STORY OF ME AND MY LIFE ENTRY FIVE

17th Feb, 1999 Dear Abi, Today, it has been quite a interesting day for me, My sister, Hannah, who hasn't spoken to me since the Cookie Incident, annoyed me. Let me tell you about it: