DREAM – BY ROSIE, AGE 9

It was a normal evening and bath time after a busy day at school.

Rosie had a poem to write for homework but being Rosie was far too busy messing about in her bubble bath to want to spend time writing it down.

"Mummy if I say the words can you just write it down for me - pleasssse?"

Sitting on the floor next to the bath, I vividly remember scribbling madly as her words came straight out in one gush just as you can see below.

Bear in mind this was written more than a year before she fell ill - It was eerily like a premonition.