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with ‘It was a cold and windy night’ and the next person had to carry on. When we got to Steph, she added stuff that made the story so spooky everyone went, ‘Ooooooooh.’ She told us about ghosts running up corridors and clumsy ghosts bumping into ghostwalls, and baby ghosts that needed ghostly nappy changes.
    Then Mrs Kettlesmith put golden syrup on newly baked damper and we gorged ourselves, letting the golden syrup squelch out the sides of the damper and drip through our fingers, and then we licked them clean.
    Sitting there, my cheeks hot from the fire, with the big eye of the moon blinking down at me and my friends, and a trillion stars twinkling, well, God, it felt special.

Hello God,
    Today we looked at all the different plants, and Mr Daley, who is good at that kind of stuff, told us their names, which was soooooo boring. I guess you have your own names for them, God. We were also taught how carefully you have to put out campfires, because just a spark can start a bushfire.

    Then came the fun stuff. Canoeing and swimming. And dumping each other. Mrs Kettlesmith was wearing her swimmers, and she’s builtlike a tank, so when she jumped into the water the water jumped back. She landed on Adam. He wasn’t thrilled about that. Steph got tipped out of our canoe and came up to the surface laughing.
    Something strange happened then. Steph made her way to the shallow water, fell, tried to stand, then limped, hunched over, up the bank. Matt ran over to her, took her arm and helped her. She sat near a big tree and rubbed her legs.
    When I curled up beside her and put my towel around her shoulders, Steph told me that her legs still hurt.
    I pointed to some round purple spots on her legs and asked her if she’d knocked herself.
    Steph said that her mum was taking her for blood tests. I hiccupped and Steph said it was nothing really, just a few aches and pains left over from the flu.
    ‘Mum thinks I got the bruises when I fell at school. I didn’t. I don’t know where they came from. Anyway, they’ll go away soon.’
    Flu. That word hit me like it had been fired from a gun. I tried to tell myself that she could have caught it from anyone, another kid at school, anyone at all. God, we should both feel guilty. You especially. I’m just a kid. You’re the boss. You make the decisions.

Hello God,
    It’s our last night. Adam and Matt spent a lot of time with us at camp. I think Matt likes Steph. I caught him looking at her in that way that boys look at girls they like. Matt doesn’t look at me that way. It’s disappointing, God. I thought you might put in a good word for me.
    Adam’s fun. He likes to jump out at me from behind trees and dump me in the river. He did a great Tarzan impersonation after lunch, except the ‘vine’ he tried to swing through the trees on was the rope for our washing line and it collapsed.So he decided to be Cheetah instead and made sad ape sounds. I think he must like me a lot because he walked me to the smelly toilets and told me to be brave.
    After dinner, Steph looked at Matt and he looked at her at exactly the same second, and even though it was night-time, and the only light came from the moon and the campfire, you could see them both turn bright red. Steph gave Matt a shy smile and when he smiled back his teeth gleamed, just like in a toothpaste ad. I wonder if the other girls in the class have noticed. I hope they have.
    Every girl in the class likes Matt. The weird thing is that he could be full of himself, because he’s got it all—good looks, not too clever, good at sport, liked by everyone. But he’s not like that. He’s kind. He helped Steph when she had trouble getting out of the water because her legs hurt. He offers everyone his chips, especially the stray cat that hangs around the camp site. I know you’ll be cheered up to know that Matt took the cat toMrs Kettlesmith, and she fell in love with him (the cat, I mean) and is finding a box to take him home in.
    I’m