I think I´ve found a new hobby, writing on the bus. I think there are Swedish rap- artist that have made a song about writing on the bus. Well, now I´m doing it. Pretty good, cause travelling by bus is not that fun. At least not when you do it at least half an hour a day, five days a week. I always have my computer in my rucksack, and I always carry my rucksack. But the internet is not working on the bus and actually not at home either. So I do write on the bus, instead of like. Twittring, or facebooking… you get it. Well, now it´s Hayley´s turn. The last one that was there from the beginning in series three, then it´s time for Jackie´s, then it´s time for season four. Well… I know, I´m writing loads of nonsense, but I don´t really have an idea for Hayley, so I think I´ll think of that, to tomorrow morning, when I´m going by bus again… I love my life.

Okay, now it´s tomorrow morning, but it´s not tomorrow morning it´s today morning but when I wrote that last today morning was tomorrow morning. I still have no idea what to write for Hayley, so if you think this is rubbish, it probably is.

Hayley Wu

"Hayley Wu, would you get yourself down here immediately." Mrs. Wu shouted up the stairs.

"I´m coming, I´m coming." Six year old Hayley came walking down the stairs.

At the store

"Mum can I have this" Hayley held up a brown teddy- bear she had found. Mrs. Wu looked like she thought about it for a second and then she said.

"You can have it, if you promise me you´ll pick up all the stuff from the floor in your room, and put it where it´s supposed to be when we come home". Hayley nodded. And the rest of the time they were at the store, she carried that teddy- bear. On the way home, she tried to get off the little cardboard that were attached to the teddy.

"Mum can you get this thing of my teddy." She asked. But Mrs. Wu were talking to someone on the phone so she didn´t hear. Hayley said louder. "Mum can you get this thing of my teddy."

Then it happened, Mrs. Wu was on her way to turn around and tell Hayley to be quiet. And she must have rotated the steering wheel. Cause they got onto the wrong side of the road. It came a meeting car, and the next thing that happened. Was Hayley sitting, screaming in the car wreck. She was awake, but her mum wasn´t.

"Mum," Hayley shouted. "Mum where are you. " Her hand still holds tightly onto the teddy.

Later the same day.

"Hayley sweetheart." The nurse said, and he squatted down next to her. "Do you know what happens when someone dies." Hayley nodded, tears streaming down her face. The nurse lifted her up and walked with her to an office. Then he sat down with her on a chair. Waiting for her to stop crying. When she did, he made some phone calls. And a woman came there.

"Hi Hayley." The woman said. "I´m Sophia, I´m a social worker. I´m going to take you to a place called Stowey house, doesn´t that sound nice? Do you want us to go to your house first, so you can pick up your stuff there?" Hayley nodded.

At Hayley´s

"I promised mum to pick up my stuff from the floor when I got home." Hayley said.

"Well, we better do it then." Sophia said. "Do you want me to help you?" Hayley shook her head.

She started picking up her stuff from the floor, putting in the shelves. Her hand, were still holding tightly onto the teddy.