It's been three weeks since the summer holidays started, and I've been doing the same thing every day so far.
Get up
Wash
Get dressed
Watch tv and play on my phone until it's time to go to bed
Go to bed
I'm starting to think that I've been wasting the holidays, and that I should do something a bit more exciting. I asked my mum about it and she said that I should come and help out at the library with her.
So that is why I'm in the car at 6:30am driving to the library.
When we get there I get out of the car and think, "This place really needs a makeover."
The walls of the building are painted white, but it's faded to creamy-grey over the years, and the paint is peeling everywhere. Also there is a lot of graffiti everywhere.
My mum sees me looking at it and says,
" Katie, don't worry about that, I know it looks horrible from the outside, but it's really lovely on the inside, I'm sure you'll love it."
So we walk inside and ,she's right, it does look really pretty. I'm surprised, because last time I came here, it was as bad on the outside as it was on the inside. When you walk inside, the first thing you see is the reception desk, and behind that are loads of shelves of books. I walk inside and see Liz, one of mums best friends, sitting at reception. They decided to start the library years ago, because they didn't think people were reading enough books, and it was a success, so people are still coming here now to borrow books.
I would usually love coming to help here, but today I'm just not in the mood. I didn't choose to come, I was forced so I just go straight to the staff room and turn on the tv.
A few hours later my mum walks in,
"Katie! Why aren't you out there helping me and Liz?"
"Well why'd you think? I didn't choose to come here, you made me and why would I want to waste my holiday doing something as boring as helping old people who can't read an e-book"
"Katie!! Don't be so rude to me! Your phone is banned, actually everything electrical is banned for the rest of the holiday!"
"What!!" I get up and walk out, I know the way home and it's not far, so I walk home because I don't think that my mum deserves the pleasure of having company on the way home. But I wouldn't want to get a lift from her anyway.
When I get home, I turn on the tv (because why should my mum be allowed to ban it just because I don't want to work at the library) but I only manage to choose what channel I want before my dad walks in and says,
"Katie, I don't think you should be watching telly now, you mum has just text me."
I leave the room without showing that I have even heard him, and go up the 5 staircases to my huge bedroom. Just going to my room makes me feel happier, because the bedrooms at school are the most boring things you could imagine, so it's a very nice change when I get home. The main colour scheme of my room is blue and white. There is a daybed in one corner, covered with cushions with all different slogans on them. On the other side of my room there is a window seat that looks out on to the river that is right outside our house. Next to that is a tv on the wall, and there is a desk with my laptop, my phone and all my homework. I sit on my bed and try to turn on the tv, but it won't work. Oh no. Whenever my mum is really mad at me and she bans everything, she puts a lock on everything electrical I own so that none of it will work. I have a feeling that when I wake up in the morning she will have taken my phone and my laptop, so that the only thing I can really do in my room is my homework. And there is no way I am doing that until the last week of the holidays, or maybe even the journey back to school.
It's getting quite late now though, so I just get into my pyjamas and go to sleep.
When I get up in the morning, my dad is downstairs in the living room, watching the news. I go and sit by him, because this will probably be the only chance I get to watch any tv before the end of the holidays when I go back to school.
"Breaking news! As you know, one of the many forests in the city of Cardiff (Wales) has been bombed for an unknown reason. But more bombs have been found in the surrounding area that have failed to be set off"
My dad turns off the tv.
"Katie, I told you yesterday, you're not allowed to watch telly until the end of the school holidays!"
I ignore this and say,
"Dad, what was she saying about those bombs??"
"I'm not really sure, you heard everything that I did."
"But we live in Cardiff!! What if they put one near our house?"
"Katie! I just said, I don't know anything about it, we'll just have to hope that they don't! Now go to your room and read a book or something, I want to watch telly, but your mum would go mad if she saw you watching it with me."
"But what am I supposed to do? I don't want to read a book, it's boring."
"You can go for a walk."
"Ughh."
"Just do it. It'll be good for you; you've stayed inside for most of the holidays. Now off you go, bye!"
I reluctantly pick up my bag and walk to the front door. I leave the house and start to walk to the woods. Even though I moaned about it, I don't really mind going for walks, but it does seem a bit pointless, because we don't even have a dog.
It's surprisingly quiet in the woods, usually there are loads of people walking their dogs, or having picnics on the field, but today it seems like I'm the only person here.
I start to walk up some steps, when I hear voices. I look through a gap between the trees and see three men sitting on the floor in the bushes. They are all wearing black and looking at something on the floor. I can't see what it is, but what I can see is that they are all carrying guns. I am about to leave, because they don't seem like they want people to see what they're doing, when one of them looks up, and I'm pretty sure he saw me standing there.
I run away as fast as I can and when I get to the top of the steps, I realise that they're not following me. Phew. Maybe he didn't see me after all, but I still don't want to risk them finding me, so I run back home and go to the utility room and hang my bag up.
"You look worried Katie, what's happened?"
"Nothing dad, nothing, I'm just going upstairs to, umm.....read a book!"
