Hi everyone my name is Melissa and this is my first ever
blog. My therapist says that I should write a blog as it will help me. Johnny
Fisher from next door says that normal people don't have a therapist and I told
Johnny Fisher that I am not normal. I am a princess. My Daddy said so. Johnny
Fisher says I am definitely not normal with my big electric wheelchair and all
my gadgets. Johnny Fisher is a nasty little boy so I accidentally ran over his
foot with my wheelchair. That showed him.
I have had my princess dress on today because I had to go
the hospital for more tests and it makes it easier for people to know I am a
princess if I wear my dress. Then I had to go and see my therapist to check I
am coping. I am not sure what she means, I can't remember much about life
before the accident as I am still only six and it feels like I have always been
in this chair.
I am in my Sponge Bob pyjamas now and mummy and daddy think
I am asleep. I can't sleep while they are shouting so I thought I would try
this blog thing and use my new gadget. Daddy has bought me a special microphone
that I can talk into and then the fairies that live in the computer write all
my words onto the screen. It's great.
Mummy is shouting again because she says it is Daddy's
fault I am in the chair. I think he was driving me to dance classes when we
crashed. Mummy says if Daddy hadn't let me sit in the front I wouldn't have
been hurt so bad.
I wish Mummy would stop shouting at Daddy. He always buys
me great things to go on my chair and he got me Fiona today. She is the Queen
of all the Panda bears in the world and she has a special place on my chair so
she can keep me company. Mummy is always cross with Daddy and if she is not
shouting she is crying. I shall talk to Fiona about how we can cheer her up. I
will see if the fairies in the computer can help me make her a special card.
Oh sounds like Daddy has gone out. Mummy will be up for a
cuddle soon so I best tidy up and get back to sleep.
Nice to talk to you all and maybe we can try this blog
thing again tomorrow. Don't tell Mummy about the surprise. It can be our
secret.
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