By ELIZABATH LAIRD
'Little bastard', he called me, when he pulled me out from under my bed this morning. 'Dirty, sneaky, snivelling little rat.'
I wouldn't even hear him in my tower, however loud he shouted. I'd just be too high up.
A bird was singing in the lane when I came back from my secret place today.
I don't worry about that kind of thing usually, but the sound went right through me. Directly into my head. I looked up, and there he was, sitting on the top of the tallest tree, and I thought, Good for you. You're all right up there.
Maybe I was there too long, though, looking up into the tree. I should have looked round anyway, before I dived in through the hole in the fence, to make sure no one was there. But I didn't, and there was someone. He was a boy from my school.
Publisher: Macmillan
Age group: 12 plus yrs
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