When I woke up this morning, I could hear Grandma on the phone outside my room but I don’t know who she was talking to. She was talking about Kath and why she hadn’t been home in nearly a year. It was the Summer holidays last year when I saw her, and it was ages ago now, we’ve even got our last football game of the season in two weeks now. Grandma was saying something about some twins to this person on the phone, and said that Kath couldn’t keep them, but nobody’s even said that she was having another baby. Maybe she adopted them, or maybe they’re a friends and she’s looking after them? But then Grandma said she didn’t know who their dad was, and that she was too old to look after two more of Kath’s kids. But nobody told me that Kath was having twins, and why can’t they stay here with their family? I want to ask Grandma but she will tell me off, because I wasn’t supposed to hear, but I couldn’t help it, I’ll just wait for her to tell me, she will do soon.
A set of diary entries that have been written for a Drink and Drugs awareness campaign about an individuals experience as a child, and throughout growing up with a mother with a heavy drug problem.