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26th July
I can hardly write cos I'm so shivery. I've spent the last few days under a blanket on the sofa with a hot water bottle and at night I've been sleeping (well, not sleeping) with the light on and all the doors open so I can hear Dad snoring. I  never thought I'd be grateful to hear that sound. Mum thinks I've just got a bit of a cold and has been plying me with various homeopathy remedies. It doesn't feel like a cold though. I've never felt this ill in my life - even when I  had the mumps.

30th July

Mum and Dad have decided that seeing as I don't seem to be getting any better, they're going to take me away for a little holiday. Not sure where yet. Dad's trying to rearrange some work he should be doing so that he can spare the time. At least they seem to be realising that maybe I'm being affected by this house - or whatever is in it.

31st July

It's 3 am in the morning and I'm writing this so that I can concentrate on something else cos every time I try to close my eyes, I go really dizzy and feel sick. It feels like I'm being sucked into some void and if it happens I'll never get out again. So I've got to keep writing to keep myself awake. What to write, what to write... Oh yes, the builders have turned up again and Dylan was with them. Only problem was that I daren't show myself cos I look like death warmed up. I could hear the other men teasing him about me so maybe he's interested in me. Well maybe he would be if I hadn't had to hide. Now it'll look like I'm not interested in him or I'm too stuck up to bother. Damn! Oh NO! I've just had a terrible thought... what if the ghosts heard my Dad talking about taking me away somewhere and now they're trying to kill me so I can't go! I mustn't sleep, I've got to stay aw

Rhiannon’s Blog

22nd June

This house is starting to give me the creeps. The weirdest noises at night. Dad says that all old houses have their own sounds and it's probably just the water pipes expanding. Yeah, well he doesn't lie awake all night listening to them. Anyway I emailed Emma today and she's going to come and stay for a while in the summer hols. Can't wait for a bit of sanity, so hope she remembers to bring the new Gottiko CD.

 

26th June

 

Bored, bored, bored! I almost wish I was at school - anything would be better  than sitting around here all day. HOWEVER, the builders turned up today with a new apprentice and he's drop dead gorgeous. I said Hello to him but he's a bit shy I think. Heard them call him 'Dullan' or something - not quite sure if that's the Welsh way of saying Dylan. Anyway he's cute and brightened up my otherwise dreary day.

 

29th June

Well if these noises are banging pipes, they've got some funny water in Wales. I could hear Dad snoring his head off last night. How can they sleep through this racket!!?? I was so tired this morning I fell asleep when it got light and didn't wake up again till Mum called me for lunch. Emma thinks the place is probably haunted. Thanks Emma! Now I can sleep peacefully just knowing that.

 

5th July

Ok. This isn't funny anymore. I must have nodded off last night cos I woke up and I'll swear I felt something in my room. I was so scared I couldn't move. I didn't even dare shout Dad so I just shut my eyes and waited till it started to get light. Mum says I'm just tired and it's just the stress of moving somewhere new and unfamiliar. Maybe she's right but I'm getting too scared to go to bed. I so can't wait till Emma comes down then she can tell Mum it's not me going nuts, because now Emma’s making it worse! She says she saw a thing on TV about poltergeists and how they’re not caused by ghosts but by teenage girls’ minds! She’s saying it’s MY FAULT! Some friend! Not only that but now there’s no Dylan either coz the builders haven’t turned up and they’re not likely to for weeks, Dad says, coz they’re double-booked.

 

6th July

Omigod. Omigodomigodomigod. I checked on the Net and it’s TRUE!. Poltergeist activity is almost always something to do with girls my age. But I still can’t believe it coz it’s so real - it’s even started talking now.  It’s saying my name and really deep, like an old man’s voice. It’s like it’s coming straight from the wall. Dad says there used to be a fireplace there, so the wind could be playing tricks in the chimney. He’s so wrong. It goes “Rhiannon, Rhiannon, Rhiannon” all echoey and horrible. It’s calling my name! What does it want?  How does it know my name?

 

12th July

This house is ANCIENT! Mum says that parts of it are over four hundred years old. That must mean that people have died here doesn’t it? People didn’t die in hospitals back then did they? They died at home. So there really could be a ghost. How do you find out who died in your house? There’s this big stone, taller than me, up in the woods. Is it a gravestone? It’s part of Ty Pryderi, Dad says, but he doesn’t know whether anybody’s buried under it. And it’s got these weird scratches on it, like alien writing.

 

16th July

Emma’s coming tomorrow. Yes, yes, YES! Emma’s here tomorrow! We’re going to share my room, so she can hear it for herself. Then I’ll be able to prove it to Mum and Dad and they’ll know it’s not me and Emma can take back her stupid poltergeist ideas too.

 

20th July

Nothing! N-O-T-H-I-N-G! No bangs, no dreams, no voices, nothing all the time Emma was here. Gwen spent a lot of time here too and she didn’t  hear or see anything either. I don’t know whether to be worried or relieved. Could having Emma and Gwen around have chased it away? But now it’s gone, and Emma’s gone too, and Gwen’s at her Gran’s in Cardiff and STILL no Dylan! It’s so quiet. I’d forgotten how boring this place was. It’s made me wonder if I didn’t invent the ghost because I was bored!

 

22nd July

So with nothing better to do I spent all day yesterday on the Net. I looked up Ty Pryderi. And it’s mentioned. It’s been here like FOREVER. And there was somebody by that name, ‘Pryderi’, but only in a legend called ‘The Mabinogion’. Coincidence?

 

23rd July

It’s back! The noises came back! I was having this weird dream about a man stood next to a horse and surrounded by pigs. His lips were moving, like he was trying to talk to me, but all I could hear was the wind and the birds and like a faraway thunderstorm. Then there was this enormous thunderclap and I woke up. The “Rhiannon, Rhiannon” voice started again, like it was flying round the room! I switched on the light but it didn’t stop. So I ran out of the room and called my Dad and I made him come into the room to listen, but of course it had stopped. So we spent the next two hours in the kitchen with me crying until the next thing I know I’m back in my bed and it’s late morning. Dad must have put me back to bed. After all I TOLD him! How COULD he???!!!!  

 

14th June

Moving in day! I persuaded Dad to put the boxes from my room on the lorry last so they would be first off so I could set my room up.

 

15th June

Here a day already and Dad STILL hasn't put a telephone line in my room. I've tried taking Dad's wireless phone but he says he needs it and my mobile doesn't work! He says we'll have to move the mobiles to another network but he hasn't time to do that until we've unpacked. How hard can that be? It's taking AGES.

 

16th June

Dad's FINALLY connected my computer up. At last! I can't wait to talk to my friends back home, coz I know NOBODY here.

 

17th June

The neighbours came. There's Gwen, she's the same age as me and she only lives next door - Which is still about a mileaway. Anyway, it's cool - I think we'll become m8's.

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