I must get out of this house!

It's 3 a.m. and I'm writing this so that I can concentrate on something else. Every time I try to close my eyes, I go really dizzy and feel sick. What is happening to me? I’ve got to get out of this house!

This is NOT a cold

I can hardly type I'm so shivery. I've spent the last few days under a blanket on the sofa. Mum thinks I've just got a cold, but it doesn't feel like a cold. I’ve never felt this ill in my life!

The whispering!

Last night the noises came back and a voice whispering "Rhiannon, Rhiannon". I ran out of my room and called for Dad to come and listen but, of course, it stopped. Why won’t they believe me?

Welsh legend of the "Four Branches"

Spent all day yesterday researching the history of this place. There was somebody by the name of Pryderi, but only in a Welsh legend of the “Four Branches”. Coincidence?

Over 400 years old!

Just found out parts of this house are over four hundred years old! In all that time, some one must have died here. Maybe there really is a ghost!

Getting (really) stressed

I felt something in my room last night. So scared I couldn't move! Mum says it's just the stress of moving somewhere new. Maybe, but I'm getting too frightened to go to bed.

Should I look down the hatch?

Getting the creeps

Our new house, Ty Pryderi, gives me the creeps. Weirdest noises at night. Dad says all old houses have their own sounds and it's probably just the water pipes expanding.