I'm around 8, and me and the twins are downstairs REALLY early on a Saturday morning, and we're dancing to the teletext music. And suddenly Laura screams, and I go “what? WHAT?” and she points to the chair. And there's a little mouse on the arm! He's so tiny and cute! So we run upstairs to tell mum and she doesn't believe us at first, so we ( Read more... )

I'm about 7, and Suzie is babysitting me and the twins. And cos Suzie is cool, we are staying over at her house, and we get to stay up late, and we're having a bath and mucking about and splashing and stuff. But Davina gets upset cos me and Laura are splashing her, and she likes to moan anyway and Suzie comes in to the bathroom and says we need ( Read more... )

I'm 16, and I'm freaking out. It's exam time, and because I take everything with a seriousness normally reserved for dropping a nuclear bomb, I know that if I fail my maths GCSE my life will be over. My whole future rests on these exams. I am nothing if I can't pass these things. This is what I do. I hide in my room, I listen to the radio, I ( Read more... )

I'm 22. It's morning, and I'm lying on a top bunk in a room of 12 other people, and I feel very exposed, like everyone can see me sleep. I don't like people watching me sleep. I can see the sun peeping around the edges of the blinds I'm staring at. The guy in the bunk next to me snores like you wouldn't believe, and outside all I can here is ( Read more... )

I'm around 5 or 6. I'm at Nanny and Grandad's, in their back room, which is where they are all the time. It smells yummy, because Nanny's cooking always smells good. She makes Sunday dinners, and bramble pie with the brambles from the garden, and my favourite, chips from the chip pan (Mummy won't have a chip pan because she burnt herself badly ( Read more... )

It is no secret that I love the internet. Like, really really love it. I made my best friends here. Being online is the first thing I do in the morning, and the last thing I do at night. I would be interested to add up how many hours my laptop is on in an average week, but I fear the results would terrify me. The concept of not being online ( Read more... )