My first night in my lodgings. I miss Mum and Dad and my own bed. I even miss Susan even though she doesn’t live
at home anymore. For two pins I’d run
off home again. But I can’t go back
now. I don’t really want to. But I miss home. Mrs Kelly doesn’t seem very cheerful but she
cooked a nice tea. This room is quite
small – no room for a desk so I’m having to write this sat on the bed with my
knees up.
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