12 May 2009


Maya has invited me to stay over at her house at the weekend. I’ve said yes. I want to go. But there is a small part of me that feels a bit scared about it.
If her mum is really ill, it might be like going to visit Grandad at the hospital. When he was so ill, the whole place seemed sick. As though even the walls had caught it too. And I wanted to kidnap Grandad and take him out of there, because who could get better in a place like that?
Maya’s house might be like that.
I think it might make me a bad person, but I can’t help it.
I’m going on Friday. So, I’ll let you know.