Who are you? I’ve watched the video a hundred times. At the end I can see someone hiding in the bushes by the barn. Is it you? Are you the person who sent me the message? Are you reading my blog? And why do you call yourself ‘a friend’? I don’t have any friends.
I’m back upstairs in my room. I don’t know where Martin is. I hope he didn’t read my blog while I was downstairs with Mum and Howard. Howard. It sounds like a normal name for a normal person, right? But Howard isn’t normal. He’s spooky! Like Owl Hall. Maybe we should call him Mr Howl Hall. Or Mr Howl. Or just H-o-w-l. Martin would like that
Howard has a dog called Max, which is probably short for Maximilian or Maximus or something. Martin (which isn’t short for anything) says Max is a friendly dog but he didn’t seem very friendly last night. Maybe he’s a rescue dog – you know – a dog that wasn’t looked after very well by its last owner. There’s something sad in his eyes.
What are they talking about – Mum and Howard? There’s something strange about the way Mum acts when she’s with him.
I have a new favourite word. It’s AWKWARD. I like it because it sounds awkward and it looks awkward. So it’s a bit like me. AwKwARd KARA. It even has all the letters of my name in it.
But I don’t care right now about Howard or his big dog or even Mum! All I can think about is … ‘a friend’.
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