Brandon was having a tantrum, His tubby fists slammed the duvet, His cries rocked the mansion, And when his Mother came in He screamed out, demanding

Just in case there were problems later on, Jennifer Jane told Abigail what she planned to do, then set off on her scooter.

Jennifer Jane was finding it hard to sleep! She was still trying to think of anyone who might want to stop her from visiting the alternate world.

Out or the corner of his eye he saw the tree, it was sparkling with silver light, tiny rainbows hanging and dancing from every needle, it was so beautiful his heart leapt,

A poem - written off the cuff first thing this morning, it isn't much, its awful bad, lol. Well this is fun!

death and dying.

haiku