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I'm Jodie,and I have A Big Passion for Writing Stories!I've always Desired To Be An Author when I'm Older So why Not Get A Head Start?I'm Gonna Start writing Stories On my Profile,called The Sally Herbs series.Just One Quick Read Through would Mean The world To Meh )':

Whats gonna happen is gonna Happen.You can't change the past,yet you can change the future.

BLURB:
Sally Herbs is a plain and timid little girl with a vivid imagination.When her imaginary friend Ali is said to leave the family household of Sally's mind,things change as she is adopted by her new mother at the same name,Sally Wesdge.But things all change as a terrible accident occurs,just like you can find in some of the fairytales.Only they have a happy ending.....

SORRRYY ONE MINUTE.

I Am quickly writing something not to do with the story.But I Just would like to say,I've just listened to a song called 'Angel',and it makes me think,how lucky I am to have a beautiful family.I am so grateful to all of those fighters in the war out there and keeping us here today.You are in the arms of an angel.You are such lovely people,thank you so much for keeping me here today.I don't think i've ever been so touched by a song.R.I.P those gourgeous people out there keeping me here and everyone else.You all deserve a second chance.You will not be forgotten.I am ever so grateful.And wanna know my dream?My dream is to put a stop to the wars,and animal abuse.All of those animals out there waiting for someone to come out there and save them,I promise,one day I will come and save you.For those who've died,once again,you rest in the arms of an angel.You are absolutely beautiful people.God Bless you.Thank you.Amen. :'( (Listen to Sarah Mcklachlan's song Angel,it's truly amazing and beautiful.I guarantee it brings the warmth to your heart.)

Sally Herbs's precious Mama
♦I looked around the corridor and strolled through the doors.Ali walked up to me.Ali is my imaginary friend."Hi."I said foolishly; although she was not real,she meant the world to me."Hello,Sal."She smiled.Then she clutched her fists and focused on the three girls heading towards us.I began trembling anxiously.Hope,True and Lotta walked up to me laughing about something.I muttered something about them through gritted teeth.Suddenly,they noticed me.I ran and ran and ran like they were wild dinosaurs,about to eat me.They made the room shake and I screamed and everyone else had been warned about them and were all outside,safe and sound,exept nobody had warned me.Hope held onto the back of my vest.Hope scared me the most.She was pale and had long black hair and deep,dark blue eyes.She had little purple braids in her left strand of hair and a purple streak on the right.I pulled the grey blazer up my shoulder,covering the un-hidden parts of the vest.She grabbed my neck.She screamed some things at me.I had my fingers over my ears so all I heard was 'Pathetic','Ugly','Get' and 'Life'.Luckily I was saved by the school bell.I flicked and slapped at Hopes hand around my neck like she was a little fly or something.I marched away with my nose in the air and walked straight Out of the door.I hated walking home on my own.It felt as-though I was all alone and all of these strangers around me were gonna grab at me.Ali stared at me,her mouth shaped like an O.When I got home,I was greeted by my un-pleasant mum and dad.Was dad angry?Of course he was.He was flushed scarlet and his teeth bared at me.His eye caught me when I shut the door.
He stared at me,blinking.He fingered my scraggy brown locks of hair.He carefully admired them."They're georgous."He smiled.I looked at him confused.I turned to mum on the table,writing out very important pieces of writing.An adoption paper.I was only 9 years old.Was she really putting me up for adoption?"Mum,am I going up for adoption?"I asked as my voice went all wobbly.No reply.I burst into tears and began sobbing and howling.Dad began shouting.Mum began shouting.Then I felt a big hand slap my cheek.It was dad.He stared at his hand in shock,wondering what he'd just done.I sobbed more and crawled upstairs.Ali sobbed with me and dragged her feet up the stairs.I admired my looks in the mirror.No wonder I was going to be up for adoption.I had glasses and chubby cheeks with scraggy locks of brown hair and dark green eyes.I had a spot next to my nose and freckles covering my face and my eye brows were big and bushy.I dug my head underneath my pillow and sipped my night time water.It clinked uncomfortabely against my front teeth and it spilled all over my crispy white school shirt.I stared at the mirror one last time.That ugly thing stared back at me,its horrible face making you die,the ugliness of that reflection.But as much as I liked to tease the girl; it was horror knowing it was me.Ali squeezed my hand and I turned the small plasma TV on.We'd won this last Christmas at a Christmas bingo place,but i'd sworn to never use it.Although it always made crackly noises in the middle of the night in my parents room so they gave it to me.Now it haunts me through the night with it's terrifying screaches,as it sits patiently on the top of my wardrobe next to my talking pig toy,waiting for its next victim.I watched a little bit of my favourite programme whilst I was tucked up in bed:Room Boom.It's about kids who hate their room and their mum and dad and them have to leave the house for a while and when they get back the room is transformed into a lovely little place.I knew it wasn't real and it was all special camera affects making the rooms look so special,but I loved this channel ever since I was little and I used to watch it with Ali as we sat down in our pyjamas,eyes glued to the screen.Tony,the producer of the programme,smiled a big toothy grin and said: "Want YOUR room boomed?Then come to us at London,Banana Edews number 11!"Banana Edews was about an hour drive from here.I slowly walked down the stairs and out of the door.Mum and dad were arguing in the kitchen.I crept to the bus stop and waited on the spray-painted bench.Then A hand took me firmly by the shoulder.It was Mr Green.
"Stop Stompin' Around my house!Where is that mum of yours?She needs to put you up for adoption,young lady,you're a real nuisace you.Go on,scat!"He shouted.The word Nuisance echoed arond my head.I did some very rude finger signs at mr Green and ran off.I didn't notice i'd just ran away from the bus stop.
I had absolutely no notice of where I was.I lived in Rongery Lane,and now a big falshing sign Read Astmurre Street.I shivered,but I had Ali there to comfort me.There was a woods right infront of me.It was like a wonder land.It had great big blooms of grass and pretty flowers surrounding the paths.The trees were scaly and thick with leaves blooming off them with other leaves surrounding the walk way.Around the trees were squirrels clambering up and down them with their little paws going band bang bang thump thump thump as they are covering their ears with their long twitchy branches.It had the sun shining down on it and a bright blue sky above,birds landing on the path pecking at the litter on the floor (although there was only about 2 scraps of rubbish).It was empty.I walked in calmly and let my arms open.I ran towards the tree in the same position.It was like one of those dramatic movie scenes.But I slipped on the wet mud puddle and scratched my hands and bumped my head.Then were both bleeding.My face scrunched up and I began screaming and crying.I slapped myself on the thigh and did a dad voice saying 'Stop crying you big baby!' but it just made my thigh hurt and it made me worry.Hope,True and Lotta saw me and laughed."Idiot!"They boomed and then ran away.A strange women with curly blonde hair and was very plump and had big old-fashioned glasses covering half of her face noticed me.She stared at me and gave a quick glance around at everyone until asking me what the matter was.I told her I was fine and walked away.She didn't take her eyes off of me until I was a tiny dot.In the end I had to bribe an old man for money to get a bus back home.When I Was eventually back home,I slipped slowly and carefully through the creaky door and marched up the stairs,rather proud i'd actualy tried to leave the house without permission.Dad was waiting at the top of the stairs for me with red rings around his brown eyes.I could tell he'd been crying.I looked at him thinking he was going to hit me hard,but instead he hugged me tight."I was so worried,Sally Herbs!"I hated it when He said my full name.I carefully shoved him hard in the stomache."No you don't,you said you've always hated me,you always hit me and today you smacked me."I blurted out all of my thoughts.A tall policeman with a bushy beard and blonde hair hanging over his eyes stared at dad.I didn't know he'd of rang the police to say I was missing.The policeman shook his head and wrote stuff on a clipboard."Sorry" I mouthed and dad drew his fingers over his neck.I rushed into my bedroom and slammed the door before he had a chance to grip me,and slammed it,making the door hanger fall off but that didn't matter at the moment.I heard a soft little knock.It wasn't loud enough to be dads."Hello?"Said a small voice.It was the policeman.
The door still remained shut.I clambered into bed and under my duvet.He walked in and sat on the edge of my bed,his head over me so his breath tickled my face and his beard rustling against my cheek."Don't worry,your daddy will be fine.We're going to talk to dad And he'll be kinder than ever darling.And your name is...?"I paused and thought.Should I tell him to go away and run away screaming the news that I have a mad cow disease?But I figured he needed my name for information."Lexi.Lexi Hornton sir."He smiled and left the room."Nice to know,i'm Paul,'Lexi Hornton...."He said softly before shutting the door.I Lay in bed,eyes shut.And within a minute or two,Dad walked into the room .He pulled a plastic toy from my toy cupboard and got into a smacking-it-over-my-head position,like a sort of Baseball bat or tennis pose.Then he sighed and threw it on me instead,knocking my hip.He took it off and carefully placed it back in the cupboard.He blew some kisses on my cheek,and then smacked my left leg and it begun going bright red.I opened my eyes and a tear dripped down my cheek.I hit him back with my sore leg kicking him in the knee.He just smiled and walked away casually.Ali stroked me gently and whispered:"I love you Sally."And sat next to me and shut her eyes to take a nap.But I couldn't sleep,the thoughts of dad being smacked and kicked down a gutter until he's black and bruised and carry him to jail with blood pouring from his head.I smacked my forehead to try and make the images go away,but it seemed glued to my mind.I heard dad's scream and I stood up with a startle.Ali did too,and she lightly squeezed my hand but her un-trimmed nails dug into my palm which left red and sore marks.It went dark outside and I decided to climb back into bed.Ali stroked my hair once again gently and whispered: "We can't let anyone see us."And passed out on the bed into a deep sleep.I didn't know what she meant,but when she woke up she was packing a bag.I copied her putting in a back pack a hoodie,a pair of jeans and a top,wellington boots,A sleeping bag,a picture of me when I was 4 years old with mum and dad pushing me on the swing,and tip-toed to the lavatory.I filled an empty bottle with tap water and went back to my room to pull out my un-eaten packlunch.It had tuna paste sandwiches,an apple,half a bottle of strawberry Ribena(Incase I drink all of my water),a chocolate bar and a squeezy yoghurt.I eventually stuffed it all in my bag and carefully put it over my shoulder.Like a mouse,I crept down the stairs and opened the back door.I pulled the key out from under the mat and put it in my pocket.Soon,me and Ali walked down to the bus stop and down the same path I went as I ran away from Mr Green.As we reached the woods I felt rather dehydrated because i'd not drank much of my Ribena or water.It was about midnight by now.I climbed up a wonky tree with a hole in it and just about squeezed myself inside and nestled up in the corner of the inside house.It had hay in it so I grew comfy,but I ended up getting too cold and wrapped myself up in my silky sleeping bag.I mushed my head up against Ali's chest (She was squeezed inside the sleeping bag to) and left a gap in the top of the bag so I could just about breathe.Although I couldn't get to sleep,Ali smiled.She hugged me tight and said softly "Everything will turn out okay in the end.It it's not okay,it's not the end...." "I love you Ali."I giggled and hugged her back.A boy was looking up at us.He had brown spiky hair and chubby cheeks.He was pale also,and had deep green eyes the colour of the leaves.He sniggered:"Ha!She's talking to herself in the tree,SISSY."but instead of climbing down the tree and slapping him,I felt tears flood my eyes.I understood what he meant.It was just about time for Ali to go.Ali's eyes also started watering like she'd just read my mind.I pushed her out of the tree hole,and she fell.She fell with a thud,her arms flung back and her mouth open.She screamed at the top of her voice and didn't move.I dared to peek out of the hole,and saw her.I knew this was just my imagination,but it seemed so real.She shut her eyes and stopped breathing.I gasped in horror and screamed to."Sally...Sally...Sally...why.....why....."Said her ghostly voice.She haunted me.Now I wondered why i'd ever thought of doing this.She'd haunt me forever and i'd die full of guilt and go to H-e-l-l because I committed a crime.My vivid imagination was cruel.I slapped my own face telling myself off,but it just reminded me of the past,of dad and his cruel labour.Inside I could still smell the sweet scent of Ali's brushed brown her and dark hazel eyes and her little cheeky grin.
In the morning it was raining and I didn't want to get wet so I had to stay inside the tree.I carefully played with one of the woodlice and let it crawl all over me with its sprawled legs and scaly back.but it was no were NEAR as good fun as Ali.I decided to trudge back home by then and mum and dad didn't seem to notice I was gone all night."Hi,poppet,go and pack your bag,Mrs Wesdge is waiting."Dad called."Who?"I asked.He gulped and held my shoulders."I love you so,Sally,but you're foster mother is waiting.I'm putting you up for adoption.Well,not really adoption,she just wants you to live with her.She said her poor darling died last year and she's been ever so lonely since.You're going to live with her now,sweetie."He frowned.He hugged me and I hugged him to.Mum joined in from cutting her carrots in the kitchen and said her goodbyes.So I just picked up my already packed bag and found mrs Wesdge waiting for me in the car park.She was a young women with freckles and ginger hair,tattoos all over and a welcoming smile.She had blue eyes and a little round face."Hi georgous!Come with me Samantha,i'll take you home now."She smiled.Samantha?"Sorry,i'm not Samantha,i'm Sally.Sally Herbs Mrs Wesdge."I told her anxiously.Thoroughly telling her my life story and how my name was Sally,she just stared biting her lips and used her blue eyes to see right through me and see if I was lying."Very well then,Sally.Say goodbye to your mummy and daddy."I didn't want to say goodbye.They hated me and I hated them.I shook my head politely and explained that i'd already had a very emotional day."Okay then sugar lump,hop in."She sighed and shook her head to.We hopped into her small white caravan and drove off.I used my notepad and wrote a message to Ali.I was dyslexic,so I couldn't spell properly.I wrote: 'Deer Ali,I miss you very mutch.I'm sorry I pushed you out of a tree.Luv,Sally Herbs xx'."That's a nice little letter,deary.Who's Ali?Your sister?Did she die when you pushed her out of a tree?"Laughed Mrs Wesdge.I didn't want to tell her because it'd sound so silly admitting I had an imaginary friend,so I just nodded."Poor scrap.And don't call me Mrs Wesdge darling,call me Sally."I stared at her confused."Yes,my name's Sally to.That's why I tried to call you Samantha,as it seems so weird knowing we both have the same name!Call me biscuit if you like though.I used to get called that all the time because of those ginger biscuits.Mainly because of my hair colour."She sulked.Though this sounded really mean,I still called her it!I breathed in and said: "I want to go home,I need a wee." "Cant you hold it love?And anyway,it's strictly forbidden to go to your house because I have to take you home to live with me." "I'm calling the police because you're kidnapping me!" "What?"She cried and burst out laughing,nearly in tears."You're a silly billy."I scribbled down a note to mum and dad,and it read: 'Deer mum and dad,this ladey is so so soooo mean.I hate her.Come and take me back home.She hits me and slaps me and tells me I'm the reasun she struggles at work.Luv,Sally Herbs xx'.Once again she'd read it and this time she gasped."I haven't done that!"She shrieked and stopped the car.She hugged me close and smiled."I know what you mean,I was adopted too.But forget it,your mummy and daddy can't hurt you no more.I heard they hurt you very often in the same particular sort of way as I was treated younger.Oh no!I have a little girl to collect now,oh my!How time flies by when you're having fun,ehh?I thought we'd have time to have a coffee at my place.We're going to get Jew now,she's your elder sister.I think she's 13 years old.Lets go collect her now,but don't laugh if she's drenched in tears.She was a real pet to her mother that child,as i've heard.She will sit it the back of the van.Comfort Jew,okay?"Biscuit told me.I sobbed all over her with the pain of losing all of the attention now that she'd have Jew and she carried on driving.But Jew wasn't howling,she was smiling.She hugged me and screamed of joy."A little sister,oh boy!Please be called a pretty name like Rosabel or something?Or Katie?Or Jenny?Or Lilly?Or Mary?Or SALLY?"She screamed,stroking my face as if she was dating me."I'm Sally,Jew.Sally Herbs."I blushed.She shrieked and hugged me even tighter than Biscuit had so that I was half being strangled.Jew and Biscuit talked all through the journey and laughed with eachother.Biscuit had to stop a few times and groaned and moaned and clutched her stomach."I'm okay,my dear girls.I'm just having heart burn or something.Don't worry girls,i'll be fi--"And she fainted.Her eyes shut and she was barely breathing,but she wasn't dead,but I was 9 at the time and that's what seemed to hit me."SHE DIED."I screamed."No she's not,just fainted,but look!"Jew screamed.We'd forgot nobody was driving,and we crashed into a brick wall.The bricks tumbled down and hit our van.Me and Jew jumped out of the car and stared in horror,and one of the bricks fell through the car and hit poor Biscuit,right on the tufts of her ginger hair.Jew used her mobile phone to call an ambulance as we looked at our bleading mother,hand in hand.Eventually they got here and put Biscuit on a stretcher and took her inside the ambulance.Me and Jew also stepped in the ambulance,leaving our crashed van.That wasn't important.The important thing was that right in the middle of the journey to the hospital we started losing Mother and everyone rushed around and stuck tubes into her.She didn't look like a real mum.She looked like part of a horror film.
Jew has £7.50 in her pocket and the nurses recommend we go and spend it and leave mother to rest.I give her a quick peck on the cheek before being drawn away from her by Jew.We bought two cartons of orange juice and an ice cream sundae,but we still had the last 50 pence piece."Why does Biscuit need to be taken to a hospital?"I asked foolishly."Because they will fix her there,poppet.She will be much better and just as happy as can be.And why do you call her Biscuit?" "Mother said that's her nickname.Why don't I ask a man to drive us back to our mum and dad?"And before Jew could stop me I ran up to the closest man I could see."Hello sir,"But before I could finish my sentance Jew pulled me away.She explained everything about strange men and that I should never talk to them,nor women."Sorry,"I howled and when I started,I couldn't stop."Hush!"Hissed Jew.I did as she commanded and put my finger to my lips.I wrote another note that read:'Deer Jew,you are my best sista ever and I like you very mutch.Luv Sally Herbs xx'and Jew cried.I held her close and cried to."I love you to Sally,but for now we are street children until Mother comes back."She whispered.Every day i'd sell posy's and roses until we had enough money to buy food.I had this sort of way of looking all big eyed which made the passers by melt.But one day a lady scooped me and my sister up and hugged us."Oh deary deary me,you both look very hungry,I shall feed you both.I'll take you straight to my house and i'll give you both some treats.What are you doing out on the streets girls?It's clearly dangerous."Said the women.She has golden locks and curls with an orange tan and lots of makeup.She wore a vest top and a mini skirt with a flowery pattern.Her shoes were big,blue and sparkly high heels which made her wobble constantly."That's very kind of you ma'am but we're very happy just selling flowers.Please put us down."Jew said,but the women just carried on and took us to her house.She called us soppy names like sugarlump and buttercup.I ought to like her but I didn't.I began having a tantrum and told the lady to bog off,which made her get angry.She told me off for being rude in her household and told us to leave as a conclusion."You two poor children are a shame to the country,be off!"And she seized our wrists and with a click,we were outside."As if I care,"I screamed at the door."You're a horrible women and i'm calling the police!"which is my usual threat.Jew sat me down on a wooden bench and hugged me closely.She then held me at arms length."We can't let anyone see us."She whispered.I thought of Ali more.She stood up,and shook me firmly by my shoulders until my head wobbled.She held my hand and stood me up to."C'mon,there's no time to spare."She said."Where are we going?" "We're going home....."
I trotted besides her until her phone rang."Hello?Yes.No,I don't know her name.Errr,ginger.No,i'm not making this up.What?I don't know!Two.No we don't have anyone looking after us right at this moment.We are street children,yes sir.I don't know."She blabbed on about someone very paculiar.Biscuit!It was the hospital of course.Jew let the phone slip out of her hand and took her ugly black velvet boots off (Because these were not very comfortable and weren't very good for running in) and ran away.I snatched and cradled the shoes tight like they were Cindrellas glass slippers.In amazement,I chased after my dearest sister to ask her exactly what was going on,with the candescent glass slippers clutched to my chest and my horrid locks of hair drooping infront of my face.She raced and squeezed between many people before darting into the hospital,and crouched besides one of the beds.I saw who it was.I hit my head trying to get rid of the nasty images but they stayed,glued to my eyes.A beautiful girl with long ginger hair as devilish as the sun and georgous hazel eyes and perfect pearly whites lay motionesly on the bed,no breathe making her chest puff up and down.Jew snatched her shoes from me and put them back on.I stroked gently the girls hair just the way Ali had to me.It was Biscuit.Jew was told ltos of information by the nurse.Ia asked Jew what was wrong."Mummy lost her baby,darling.You was going to have a sister.Thats why she was groaning and moaning in the car.Then she crashed,and the baby died along with her."She sobbed.A tall,plain and timid man with chubby cheeks and freckles and round spectacles who looked very like me,bent down and whispered softly into my ear:"It'll be okay.Is she your mummy?" "Yes,my mum.I call her Biscuit.Will she be okay?"I thought he was going to laugh at the silly name,but his face stayed as the same emoticon."No,i'm afraid,she will not be okay.We'll have to let the lady past so we can take Biscuit's machines and tubes away,there's a good girl.Now stay by the wall and let the kind girl wheel mummy out of the room.We're going to take her to the church and get her buried up with the angels."He whispered softly.The women pushed mum away in her scraggy and old,baggy hospital clothes.I screamed and cried."No,no!Please,let me have my mother!MUM!I love her so,don't take her away from me."I shrieked.I flung myself onto the bed mum was lying on and clung to her wrists.One of the nurses sniggered and pulled me away.Another nurse came and helped and they both seized a wrist and dragged me away shouting,sobbing and kicking.They pinned me into one corner and sighed.Jew came to the rescue and dragged me away this time.I brushed myself down when she let go and followed Jew into the lavatory so she could clean me up."My mum before my other mum before Biscuit...."Began Jew.I took a deep breathe and frowned."Abondened me as a child,sent me to a foster home,then I was adopted.Then Biscuit came along and...has changed my whole entire life."Jew kindly represented me a glass of water and I sipped it carefully,thankful to be given a free drink.Emerald green shutters sparkled in the glistening sunlight outside,and me and Jew searched for food scraps.Within the spare time,I spent all of my earnings from selling Flowers (£3.46) on 2 cold drinks for me and Jew,a biscuit bar,and 2 small yoghurts.We gobbled them up in no time and soon again we were hungry."Where's Biscuit now?" "With the angels.She's beautiful,she will have lovely curly hair and shining pearly whites."She smiled back,a tear dribbling down her left cheek.Then she sighed a heavy sigh."We have to find somewhere to sleep."And then I remembered the place i'd went with Ali."I KNOW!"And I dragged Jew along the side of me and headed out of the field.When we got there,how happy we were,what joy was ours.Jew didn't seem to understand,and she just looked up at the old tree.I clambered inside,dragging my bag up the bark and then she realised what I meant and she clambered in besides me.As I looked down through the little hole at the side of me (The one i'd pushed Ali out of) it all came back to my mind.And fluttering besides me was a gentle looking girl with brown locks and a welcoming face - Ali.In amazement,I checked Ali up and down.She had angel wings,as soft as feathers,and soft white palms.Jew looked in my direction,but didn't see anything."What are you looking at,honey?"She smiled."Nothing,"I exclaimed.Next to Ali was a boy,dressed in full red and devilish pointy horns,with hair as firey as ash.He pointed the fork at my throat making cutting noised,and flew around to Jew's side,and began cutting at her neck.Jew choked and itched her throat,and I thought this was the Devil's fault.I trembled anxiously,and pushed at Jew,trying to protect her."JEW!!RUN!!"I shouted,crying tears of rage.Jew wriggled and squirmed,but I just clawed her face in anger and left big scratches and trickles of blood puring from her rosy cheeks."What are you playing at,Sally?"She whispered as she fumbled inisde her jean pocket for a tissue.The devil pounced on top of poor Jew and I shoved Jew hard to help her to escape.She tumbled to the ground,screaming at the top of her voice,and landed with a thud,her legs flung back and arms spread around her body.She had a sulky expression and her eyes wide open.The devil flew off and cackled.I dropped to my knees in the tree and was in tears.Jew stood up,un-able to say anything with the shock and limped back up the tree."I'm so sorry,"I blubber."Shh,it's Okay."She whispers and dabs at her face.I was an orphan.I'd let my imagination trick me and go to far again.A figure moved around in the bushes."Sally....."It called."We are here,darling."This was a very familiar voice.A man climbed up the tree and smiled with glee at the sight of me.It was dad."Sally!"He cried and hugged me tight.I Hoped he'd never let go.Life was back to normal now.I now belonged to a family.I was no longer an orphan."Where's mum?"I whispered."Oh sweetie,she is in Heaven.I'm sorry.And I can't take you back darling.You can't live with me anymore."He whispered back.I was confused."How did mum die?Why can't I live with you anymore?"I asked.Dad sighed,and said: "Mum had a heart attack,Sally.And also,daddy has been very bad and norty lately.I have to go to a prison cell,But I promise i'll be back.I am not your real father,nor is your mum who died yesterday.Your family don't know you're here." "I'm an orphan."I sobbed."They don't know i'm right here,alone and upset.They don't even know who I am." "Then maybe it's time to tell them."Smiled dad.He was right.I clutch Jew's hand and we both stare into eachother eyes.We were both undefeatable,Jew and me,Sally Herbs,and we are going to find my parents.
THE END.♦

Blurb: Queen was always used to seeing her little cat,Tomska.Every morning she'd wake up to tiny paws scratching at her feet and a sudden meow.She'd stroke her little boy and tell him all her stories and her problems.Sometimes he wasn't always the perfect little cat,but any punishment couldn't be as bad as losing the love of your life.....

Tomska Angel (Based on My True Story.R.I.P My Real Cat,Peggy,who died on the night of my 10th Birthday.)
♥I wake up and Tomska scratches my foot.He leaves red lines and I shake my head at him.He leaps and soon he is on my bed purring in my face.I smile at him and pluck at his pointy ears.He snuggles up close in the crack of my bed sheet and leans against my stomach and closes his beautiful sapphire blue eyes.I continuously stroke him on his soft black fur until he dozes off.Then I stand up and put my toes into my slippers so they're warm and snug-as-a-bug.I stroll downstairs and make Mum and Sarah a cup of tea.Sarah comes downstairs and eyes the drink.She gulps it down and says,"Thank you Queenie,I can always count on you."I open one of Tomska's favourite food pouches and dump it into his bowl.I soon figure that Mum won't come downstairs,(She's always like this on a Monday) and make her a piece of toast with Cranberry Jam and some cereal.I put the cereal,toast and tea onto a big tray and walk up the stairs.I let my self into Mum's room and lightly put the tray on mums lap.She's awake now,and sits up and sips her Cup of tea and nibbles at the toast.She hands me the tray back without a thank you and falls back asleep.I shrug my shoulders and shut the door before collecting the un-touched bowl of cereal and gobbling it up.Tomska squeezes through the crack in my bedroom door and rushes downstairs and eats his food.I wash the tray thoroughly with soap before heaving it into our cubpoard.Mum rushed downstairs with her mobile phone and pressed it to my ear."It's Mr Brenzdanz!"She hissed."He doesn't seem to happy.What have you done,Queen?"I listened closely."Nobody came sadly.Why didn't you come,Queen Salviah?"he groaned into the phone.I then remembered,It was the singing contest yesterday.I missed it,and it was all because of ZebrazRock212 on my Playstation.How could I help it if I had to defeat my enemies and save the world in the army and race cars around a track a few times?"Sorry,"I mumbled.He sighed."I trusted you,Queen Salviah.I trusted you for all I was worth.I'm ashamed of you.Why did I waste my time even putting together a talent show if nobody's going to even bother showing up?"I felt guilty,but if he'd rather me Sing infront of a bunch of snotty children and some death ol' Parents instead of saving the world from other countries attacking us,trying to take over our country then that's fine with me....I fingered at the wire,twirling it 'round my fingers."See me At school today.Bye,"He barked.I put the phone down and sat down to do my homework.I scribbled down a few answers and then got bored.I leave it on the kitchen table and walk upstairs,into my little baby brothers room,Blake's room.His 1st birthday is coming up soon.My birthday is tomorrow.I'll be 11.I pluck Blake out of his cot and rock him gently.I stroke the black tufts of his hair and kiss him on the forehead.He wails,so I fill up his bottle with tap water and allow him to sip it.His tiny starfish hands wave about his bottle and I blow a raspberry on his tummy.He giggles for a while,and then wants to be put back in his cot.Instead I carry him into my room and curl next to him in my bed.He whimpers at the sight of my top bunk,and wants to get off.But after a few minutes he seems to settle down and snores in the covers of my duvet."Queenie,babe,the school bus is here.Come down this instant."Sarah shouts from downstairs.I panic and whip my clothes off and shove my my shirt and pants on,and slam the wardrobe shut.A little bell rings when I shut it and a small whine.I ignore it.I figure I have no time to put socks on so I just put my winter boots on my feet and rush down the stairs,without brushing my hair,washing my face or brushing my teeth.I wave to Mum and Sarah and then i'm off.Gerry,the Bus Driver,grins at me and then mutters at the sight of myself.I stagger across the bus until Kim stands up and I cant get past her."Euch,tramp."She groans.She pushed me hard in the chest and then sits down.I walk right to the back,and then sit down next to Sequin."Hiya,Queen!Lookin' rough!Oh well,done your homework eh?"she smiles.Then I remember.I'd left it on the kitchen table!I shake my head,and stagger back to the front of the bus,but i'm to late.The bus sets off,across the road,around the corner,and into a completely different lane.So I sit back down next to Sequin and comb my hair with my fingers.Eventually Sequin gives in and passes me her special brush.I brush my damp and greasy hair,and soon we arrive at school.Mrs Briske collects our homework in.She comes to my desk and asks where my Homework is.I explain and she doesn't seem to convinced.I have to stay in at playtime and get sent a letter home at the end of the day to my mum.I am an hour late after school,getting told off with a bunch of other kids by Mr Brenzdanz.Sequin comes home with me and plays in my room for a little while.She is a beautiful princess locked up in a castle,and i'm a cruel and wicked thief and mr Piglet,my toy stuffy pig,is Sequins handsome young prince.Then Sequins father collects her and takes her home.I look out for Tomska but he's not there.Mum then gives me the 'talk' about me forgetting my homework and that i'm an 'irresponsible' girl but I am also very 'intelligent' and that she was ashamed of me.I barely listened to her,and half the time I just nodded,not taking any of it in.Sarah washes the dishes and says that I should go bed early if I wanted morning to come quicker.So I sit in bed for a while and read my book.I then felt very tired and fell fast asleep.
"Happy birthday to you,Happy birthday to you..."I Wriggle up from underneath my covers and prop myself up on my elbows,mum under my covers next to me."Happy birthday,dear Queen.Happy birthday to you!"I think that was the main reason she took up with her boyfriend Steve.We went and lived in his posh house and he bought us both a matress,and he bought us brand new beds!Their bed was a really fancy four-poster bed just like in a fairy story.My bed was just ordinary.Mum wanted to get me a pretty new pillow case and duvet set.She already had one all picked out with white lace and embroided pink rosebuds.I'd had loved it,but I didn't want to have fawn all over Steve,so I said I wanted to stick to my old covers.And I was glad I did.When Mum and Steve were in their Fancy bed,I could curl up in mine with Tomska one side of me,teddie the other,and all three of us would go into the woods and have picnics.I often don't sleep very well,and while Steve was around I couldn't climb in beside Mum,so I had alot of picnics with them.Nowadays she Can sit in my bed and Not get nagged at by Steve.Mum got me a Real card,which was very special because usually I have to make do with a scribbled on piece of folded paper.Sarah also had bought me a card,one with a picture of a tiny girl with a party hat on and blowing a party popper,at the bottom saying "Happy Birthday!Hope you have a blast!".I got a pair of cool trainers,a black velvet jumper,a black and blue teddy,and A makeup kit.Also,I got a cheque for 450 Pounds!Mum said she's throwing a party at our house tonight with all my class mates.She handed me a list with names on it,and I scanned through it.She was right.Everyone in the class was going.Including Kim.I tried to look pleased."Thanks,mum."I stammered.Then when she left the room I got dressed.I opened my wardrobe,and got a big suprise.
A BIG,black fluffy lump lay motionless In my wardrobe,curled up in a little ball,resting on my pants.It wasn't moving.I grab the thing and weep.I stroke it over and over again saying "I love you,I love you!".I know that it's Tomska.It was all my fault.I had shut him in there,I was to blame.Mum walked in,and saw Tomska.She screamed,and moaned about the germs and diseases and told me to put him down this instant.I put him down slowly.Mum shouts for Sally to bring some tinfoil.Sally returns with it.Mum wraps Tomska up and carries him outside,holding him as far away from her as she can.She dumps him into the waste bin.Of Course I Scream,and smack Mum and Grab Tomska.Mum Waves her arms about,But I Just Run.I Don't Know where I'm Heading to.Just Somewhere.Somewhere I can Get help.Then I stop,and turn back.
When i'm back,mum has her arms folded and doesn't look to pleased that I ran away for a few seconds.I Dig A small Hole in Our Garden and carefully slot him in and Pile the Mud on top.I chant "I Love you,"and weep once again.Gemma and Rachel come over to be taken to the cinema by Sarah.We were going to watch A great movie,My favourite,'Tomska Angel'.Now I felt Like I never wanted to even hear another word about my cat.Then I think.He Is Tomska Angel,watching me from above.
I sit and sulk throughout the whole movie.Even when Gemma offered me her Kit Kat and Rachel her popcorn,I refused and sighed.When we got home,I was very suprised.Mum,Sally,Nan,Grandad,Auntie Qert,Uncle Rob,the whole Year 6 Class and my little brother Blake all shout "Happy Birthday!" (Although Blake just cries and blubbers some words that don't exist,and Kim just stand with her arms folded,leaning on the door) and the table is set with the best china,a scrumptious Chocolate cake,some stew for the older ones,crisps of all different flavours,sandwiches,yoghurt and a big pork chop.We all sit down and chomp on our feast,although I could only manage a few handfuls of crisps and a sandwich.I open the rest of the presents.A glow torch,a pack of bath toys,perfume and some little girls jewelery.Kim laughs,and Sequin tells her to shut up.Mum frowns at Sequin,thinking she's being rude,and Kim sticks her tongue out behind her back."Gather around the birthday girl everyone,time for cake."Mum shouts,and claps her hands.Everyone gathers around me,eyes beaming at the dancing candles.The gentle glow dances and I blow them out in one puff."Make a wish!"Mum smiles.I know exactly what my wish is.I wish Tomska was here and I could stroke his fur and tell him I loved him.We all ate it,savouring each crumbly and smooth taste at each mouthful.I couldn't eat.Not unless Tomska was here."Tuck in,poppet."Said Auntie Qert.I shake my head."I'm not hungry."I mumble.She snorts."Don't gimme that,eat up!It's your birthday,eat it,please." "No,I said i'm not hungry."I say through gritted teeth."Leave her to be,she'll eat it later."Smiles mum.I just sulk all day.We play pass the parcel.Kim won a back pack.Sequin won a Lego set.Fatboy Greg won a home-made pie,wrapped up in silk,a beautiful purple ribbon on top.It was apple pie,my favourite,but I didn't even give a tiny grin when I won one too.I sighed,and dragged myself upstairs."Queen?Where are you going,honey?"Mum asked,passing out drinks.I just shrugged.Kim spat her drink out and back into the cup in disgust."Apple juice.Yuck!So boring.At my birthday party I had fruit Punch.Yummy,it was.Queens mum just buys tatty old cheap drinks.She thinks her little Queenie is good as gold,yet she buys her apple juice.Ughh!What a little ****."Mum heard.She turned around immedietly,so the drinks wobbled and spilt on the tray.She put the tray down on the couch,rests it on the satin cushion and then confronts Kim infront of everyone.Everyone stares.I blush,and carry on walking upstairs.Kim snorts,and leaves the house.Mum turns as red as the wallpaper."Oh dear,This is going all wrong,this is a disaster!"And she to,wanders upstairs in shame.Auntie Qertv helps a little boy,Robbie,wipe up his blood on the front of his shirt.
Everyone's left,exept for Sequin.She's staying for the night.I still haven't opened her present,because she hasn't brought me one.I bought her one last year.It's not fair!But the next day,whilst i'm changing Blake's nappy,she drops off a parcel with her mum and dad.When I open it,I almost faint,and something jumps on me.It's a cat.It's small and white.For a minute I think it's Tomska,but it's not.Tomska's black.I scoop up the little kitten,and hug it tightly.Mum grins at me.Sequin and her mum and dad leave.Mum asks for the cats name.I call it Peggy.I stroke its fur.But Peggy will never replace Tomska.
THE END. ♦
(R.i.p Peggy!)

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CYBER BULLIES.
♣ MONDAY.
SEPTEMBER.
Dear Diary,
Mum's buying me new pants!I really need them because I have serious issues about not getting to the toilet in ti- Sorry,that was my idiotic sister Vera.She's super extremely mega mean.I hate her.She thinks that i'm super extremely mega mean.It's very true.I'm very very VERY strong,so I can beat her with my two fingers.Anyway,my Mum IS getting me something!(Not pants.)She's buying me my very own laptop!How neat?Yeahh,Greedy Guts Graham and Super Skinny Simon will be totally jealous.(Ain't I an expert at illiteration,Mrs W.Gale?)Ooh,anyway,I'm Connie.Connie Vanez.Well,anyway,today I suppose was O.K.Mrs W.Gale sent me out of the classroom for spitting paper balls at the blackboard from my desk,I got a D in Geography,and got sent home in disgrace by the head teacher for hitting Sadie George right on the nose because she called me some very rude names.But,apart from that,i've had quite a good day.And anyway,I have great news!Well,I must admit,I used to live in a childrens home because my parents could not afford to keep me,but then Mum came back.I've lived with mum for just about two years now,but,I must say,I do miss the care home.And that's the best bit!My mum was called 'an unfit parent' so I have to go back to the Care home!And also,the care home manager (Miss Wendina) has found me a foster mother!I'm going to live with my foster mother soon,in about four or five days.But right now I live in care.I've met a few of my old friends,but most of them don't remember me,sadly.I'm just the one who mopes about in the corner at the moment.But oh,will that change!When mum drops my computer off at the care home,(She will drop it off,won't she?She PROMISED she'll get me one.She mus give me it!)I'll have a whole line of children wanting to be my friend,just so they can have a go,but most of all,because they will admire me because i'm so pretty.(-No you're not! -Yes I am!)
Anyway,Super Skinny Simon keeps ringing me up.I think he fancies me.He's not worth me,though.But,don't tell Vera,that Greedy Guts Graham is quite fit if you got rid of all his big guts!Uh oh,Vera's saw my sheet of paper.Yes,Vera lives in care,to.She's two and a half years older than me,though,so she is in a seperate part of the home.Anyway,I'm starting to make a FEW friends.There's this disabled girl Allie and she's ever so kind,and I really don't mind pushing her wheel chair about.Miss Wendina say's i'm very good at looking after her.And there's this boy,Alex.He's not really a friend,he's a school doctor.But he seems to have a sort of happy side to me for some reason.I purposely hurt myself just to see him.But after about four or five bang on the heads,(Whackung my head on the fence a few times and then putting eyeshadow on it to make the broose look bigger)he seemed to get what I was doing.He just shook his head at me and didn't even bother to treat me with an ice pack or anything.Well,HE surely isn't going to be having a go of my super extremely cool new computer,is he?
TUESDAY
Dear Diary,
I met my foster mother today.She's called Lilac.She's not like my normal mother,she's a little bit bonkers.She wears heavy makeup and has dark brown locks,she's a little bit plump and has a wart on the end of her nose.She's quite cool with all the makeup and dresses and her lovely hair,but she is really weird and some parts of her body I wish could disappear,like the wart on the end of her nose.She is actually from France,which is kinda annoying because I don't know what she says.She just says Blah blah blah.Now and then I either Nod or shake my head or just say some short slogans like 'No thank you,' or 'Oh,cool!' just incase she's trying to communicate.She has my bedroom all sorted out though.It's really cool,It has navy blue wallpaper and a pink chandelier,some neat drawings pinned on the walls and A 26" TV (Okay,it could atleast be a little bigger,but it will do.).As for my new foster father,Liam,who is ENGLISH,he is really cool!He gives me secret cuddles when I need them and calls me his little precious and says i'm the best child he's ever come across.Lilac seems to like Vera more than me.Vera says that our foster mother is so kind and pretty and teases me saying that she doesn't care about me,only her,so I tell her all about dad and how sweet he is and how he doesn't really care about her.And then we're off.Whacking,punching,slapping,kicking,scratching,and biting eachother.Dad pulls me off Vera.Mum pulls Vera off me.Vera is told off.Dad laughs and asks when I suddenly became Mike Tyson.See,this is why I think dad is much better than that ugly women Lilac.
Lilac took Vera to get her nails done today.I wasn't invited,not that I care or anything.Dad seen me sulking on the stairs,so he put his arm around me and said: "Why don't we go the cinema,eh?I never though you'd be into getting your nails done.Maybe I need mine done up all pretty in pink,what do you think?Cinema or nails?"He joked.I laughed,and said cinema.We watched Tomska angel and I only cried a little bit.Dad pulled faces to distract me at the ghoury parts.I told him to stop it and that I knew his game.At home,I told him about the computer mum was getting me.He frowned and said nothing,but you know what?He went out for a little,and came back with a shining black LAPTOP!!I was gobsmacked.He set it all up for me and soon I logged straight on and went online to a website link called 'Kidz PM'.I created an account and added new friends.A girl named Lily said hi to me,and then we began chattting.I didn't know people around the world could be so kind!I talked and talked and talked for hours on end.Then,I came across someone called Robbie.He looked at my profile picture,a picture of me on my 9th birthday."Eww,you're ugly!Where'dya live?I'd like to see you in person.Hey,you can trust me.I've met up with lots'a people,ugly.Hey,you wanna meet up or what?"he messaged."That's mean,but O.K we'll meet up.But don't tell anyone about this,ok?" "O.K"He replied.
WEDNESDAY
Dear Diary,
I logged back online instantly in the morning and told Robbie where I lived.He said we should meet up around 2:00PM after lunch in Strawz valley.He kept making fun of my picture,but I just moved on.But then,he said something that I couldn't help thinking about."Hey,did you hear about that women Toni Vanez who got shot,ugly?"and the thing is:my mum is called Toni Vanez.It can't be her,it simply can't.I asked dad,but he just shrugged."I don't know,"he murmured.He flushed scarlet.He knew the truth,it was my mum.I frowned."Tell me." and he paused."Alright,some news for you,Precious.Yeah,that was your mum.But hey,y'know this family of four?" "Me you Vera and mum?" "Yeah.Well,would you be happy if apparently we're ever a family of five?" "Totally!"I said.""Good!Well,your wish is my command."He joked."You mean.......mum's pregnant?" "Yep." "And that's why she's fat?"I asked.He laughed."Uh-huh!"he smiled.He looked up at the clock."Time to take you back to the Care home,pet.We didn't take you yesterday,well,they shouldn't be to concerned.I think Vera's already there.C'mon hop in the car."And he drove me there.He stopped in the car park.Wanna walk in on your own,pet?" "Yepp." "Bye then,Precious." "Wait," I said quickly."What?" "Could I borrow five pounds please?" "Why?" "Errr.,..so I can pay to go to the Care Home Golf Course." "They have that?Wow!Well,anything for my precious."And with that he handed me a crisp five pound note,and he watched me walk through the double doors before driving off.I walked out as soon as he was out of sight.I headed down to the bus stop and waited at the bench.The bus came and I handed the driver the five pound note to go to Strawz Valley,and I recieved no change.I sat next to a child,who could be no older than me who was pokey and small.I recognised him.Super Skinny Simon!"Heyy!Simon!Remember me?" "Yes,hello Connie."he whispered."Why aren't you happy you've met your ol' pal Connie eh?What'd you do,you look guilty." "Promise not to tell?" "Promise." "I bunked off school." "Why?"I asked.He shrugged."Well,I've bunked off care.I think we're doing Gym today." "They don't send you to school?" "Nope.They do school there." "Ohh!" "Anyway,just tell me,why did you bunk off?You love school!"It took him a few moments to think of what to say,which is weird since he's a very good learner."People bully Me,and today I'd decided i've had enough,so I walked straight out of school." "Didn't the teachers run after you?"he shook his head."No,it was at playtime.They didn't see me." "Well,I'm not suprised,you are a thin little pin ain't ya?We can barely see you!"he laughed at this."So where are you heading to?"I asked."To my Grans house,she won't mind.She used to bunk off so she wont be to cross.You?" "To meet someone off the internet.He wanted to meet up with me.He's called Robbie."I smiled with delight.Simon gasped."Are you sure that's safe?" "Yeah,well,I think so anyway.Ohh,my stop,see you later!Oh, tell Greedy Guts Graham I said hi whenever you can.Bye!"I called out and walked down the isle."Will do,bye!" I walked into the valley he'd asked to meet up at,and waited.And waited.And waited.And waited.
Soon,a boy with a shaved head and dark blue eyes and black clothes appeared from the shadows.He looked at me."Ha!Ugly!It's you,ain't it?Jee,you look even uglier in real life,never mind ya picture!Hey,boys,come here!"And then came 3 boys wearing black clothes and masks.Robbie and his friends were much older than me,and taller."Ehh,got any money?We wana buy something,ugly."Asked Robbie."No."I said.They stepped closer."You sure 'bout that,now,eh?"Asked one boy with Prickley hair and spikey nails.I nicknamed him Prickle-Pal.(More illiteration,Mrs W.Gale!) "Yes,"I replied,a sudden fear in my voice."Well,that's to bad,cause if you had money on ya we wouldn't have to do this!"And they all lifted me up and put me against the wall.And then it went black.
I'd dragged myself back to the care home,dabbing at my bloody nose and bruised eye.Then I sneaked inside and put my GYM Kit on.Sadly,Mr toon,Our GYM teacher saw me."Connie!Where've you been?You look A sight!What happend to you?Did you fall?" I just nodded."Well,go through to the staff room and get someone,pronto.Your nose might be broken."and he shook his head.I found Alex (remember him?) and he stared at me before saying: "My oh my!How'd this happen,lets go to the Sick room.We can have a little chat there and I'll get the first aid kit." So I followed him down the corridors and we turned into the sick room.He gently dabbed at my sore nose."My,I think it might be broken.But don't worry,Connie,it'll soon be fixed in a jiffy.Now,explain exactly how this happend." "I fell."I mumbled,and he frowned."These are hand prints on your face,and they're to big to be yours.Tell me,I promise i'll sort it out." "I told you already,I FELL." "Tell me the truth!Please,it's for the best."and I paused."I was beaten by some boys in an alley." "There!I Knew you'd never fallen.Now tell me,why did they do this?" "I met up with someone on the internet and he asked for money but I had none,so his friends beat me up.One was named Robbie,I don't know the rest." "Ahh!Cyber bullies!" "Cyber what?" "Cyber bullies." "What is that?" "People off the internet who are mean and do bad stuff.Right,so you said one of them was called Robbie?Can you draw a picture of them for me?" "Sure," and I picked up a piece of paper and drew them.Then He picked up the paper and walked away."Where are you going?"I asked."To the police station." My heart sank.Uh-oh.I was done for it.I'll be dead by sunrise.
I'd recieved a PM from Robbie."Y'ok Ugly?We didn't hurt ya to much did we?To bad you didn't have any money.Anyway,the police have been 'round my house because someone contacted the police about me hurting you!I'm sure nobody saw us.It wasn't you,was it?because if it was you....you'll be dead by sunrise,pal."He messaged.I decided to nickname him Razor-Head Robbie,because of his hair.(More illiteration,Mr's W.Gale!Oh,mrs W.gale is my old Literacy teacher.She loved my Illiteration before she retired.)I decided to not reply.Another message."We didn't KILL you,did we?" "No,"I replied."Awwwh,to bad.So,,who called the police eh?" "Me."I sent back with my heart in my mouth."WHAT??I'm so sorry!So sorry please don't get me arrested please!I'm really sorry!Please don't!We didn't mean it!"and suddenly,I knew how he felt.I logged off and snook out of my cubicle.(I have lots of friends now because of my laptop,anyway!) I got dressed and slipped down to the main exit and walked to the police station.It took a good half an hour,but when I got there I was pleased.The man behind the desk looked at me."Who are you?Get out,child.I'm working."He hissed."I'm Connie.Connie Vanez,actually." "You're the one who got beaten up by those boys,right?" "Correct.And errmmm,IIII need to make a correction.The boys didn't beat me up.I was lying.I fell." "Really?Well,you better come with me."and he had a good telling-off-Connie session.He said i'd have to come abck in the morning whilst they call someone to come and have a word with me.
THURSDAY.
Dear diary,
Was I Dead?Nope.Well,not yet,but atleast I lasted past sunrise.Anyway,I bunked off care again and went to the park instead to get my mind off things,before I go to the Police station.That's why i'm writing this now,to pass the time and get the police station over and done with.And who did I see at the park?Greedy Guts Graham and Super skinny simon!!"HEY OL' PAL!"Called Graham and ran towards me."Hey mate!It's me,Connie!" "I know who ya are!Heyy,I missed you!" "I missed you to."and then I noticed it was time to go to the station.I waited there until a women came out and tugged me into a room with a bunch of other police clients."Where's her family?A parent?Where?" "I Don't know.Where's your mum and dad,sweetie?" "You tell me."I muttered."Where?" "I don't have one.I belong to a care home." "Well,we can't be doing this without a legal Parent or guardian."another officer Said."Come back again on Sunday and we'll get you someone to come here with you,okay?Have you got a transport home?" "Yes,i'll walk sir.Bye."and off I went.When I got there,Mr toon ran up to me."Connie Vanez!YOU HAVE NOT ATTENDED GYM CLASS FOR OVER 2 WEEKS NOW!EXPLAIN."So I did.I told him all about bunking off and meeting strangers and getting in trouble with the police.What else was I meant to do?Seriously,Mr Toon is the type of person you DONT want to lie to,as he IS The Wrestling coach too,so,I guess you realise why I had to tell him the truth.He sent me to my Care home room in disgrace,so thats why -
FRIDAY
Dear diary,
Sorry,as I was going to finish that lasts sentence last night,Vera came in and started to nag at me for getting in trouble with the police.So mr Toon has been spreading the word about,ain't he?Anyway,guess what?Lilac came back with a big box this morning - and inside was a little brown dog.He lied on his back waiting for a tummy tickle as soon as we looked into his eyes.Lilac says he is ours now,and she bought him because she gets lonely when Liam is at work and we are at care.I wanted him to be called something strong and unique like Streaker,or Zoom or Bolt,and Vera wanted him to be called something cute like Candy or Lollipop.Liam totally took my side as he liked these names,and Lilac took Veras side.And soon we all became halfy halfy on the names.So now the dog has a really rediculous name - Lolly-Zoom.They agreed on Lollipop and we agrred on Zoom,so the best thing to do was to just stick them together and create Lolly-Zoom.
Me,dad,mum and Vera all went to the park afterwards,and of course,with Lolly-Zoom.We found an old dogs ball under the tree which was battered and chewed,never the less,Lolly-zoom loved it.He would bounce up and down happilly,literally wrestling with me to get it.We stayed there for a couple of hours,and then it started raining.Lolly-Zoom starting whimpering and wouldn't move,so we stayed in the park for a little longer in the pouring rain.But then it really started raining quite heavily,and Lollyzoom hid under a wastebin for ages,and wouldn't come out,even if we begged him.Eventually,the park got closed,so we had to call the fire brigade to lift the wastebin and take him home.When we were at our house,all of the electricity had turned off.

CBA TO FINISH THIS STORY.MAKING A NEW ONE.