Why is it when people want you to believe something they always use 'Kasme' at the end of every sentence. As if that will make me believe it even more.

I went to the the DIY shop the other day and man shoved me out of the way when he was moving a glass table. No manners you see. My mum ends up buying a similar glass table for herself too and within weeks my younger brother has smashed it to bits. That's the problem with some kids, especially the boys.

They want to be big men all the time and try doing DIY and stuff, when they haven't got a clue. Some men will spend days on end trying to fix something, which didn't need fixing until they laid their hands on it.

Another time I walking in the town centre when I dropped a couple of pennies on the floor.

When people are watching you feel like some sort of skin flint, especially when you have to chase the coins half-way through the shopping centre.

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By Muniba Hussain, aged 15 of Blackburn