I know that my tumour may grow back again. If it does, I can’t have the same treatment because as well as getting rid of the bad cells, it would damage the good cells and they may not get better again, ever. So if it does come back Mike and Geoff will try something different. I also know that I might die from this, but it won’t matter because heaven is lovely and God is there.

I have always believed in God and I know that He is in charge, He is looking after me, and He loves me. My favourite Bible story is David and Goliath, because it gives me courage. David was only small and Goliath was huge but he beat him. That is what I want to do, to beat the tumour. Even if it beats me, I don’t mind because I’ll always be with Jesus. I think heaven is a wonderful, happy place and when you wake up you have a great big golden table with food on it. I think there will be music and dancing and it will be a really fun and happy place, and all the children will be playing around and there will be no school!!!!! I thought I may be sad and miss my family but Mummy and Daddy told me that in a blink of my eyes, my family will all be there with me. If I do die, I want my ashes scattered in a field full of poppies.

One night I got upset and I told Mummy and Daddy that I needed something to remind me that God was with me when I was sad. They gave me a little wooden cross that I tied onto a blanket which is tied to my bed. Now whenever I feel sad, I hold it in my hand and I remember that God is with me, and I cheer up.

I know that an awful lot of people are praying for me all over the country and even in other countries. It makes me feel very happy and it helps me to get through it because I know that they care.