Earlier on this morning I was upstairs. My uncle was with my Mum downstairs he went into the kitchen and said he wanted a ****. He nearly pulled his trousers down and my Mum stopped him. The social workers came today and my Mum told them. My uncle also eats bread and refuses a plate and leave bread crumbs around the floor. I even saw a mouse running around. The pest control can't coming till September. I have been that anxious that the mouse will came into my room and jump on me and I got ill yesterday I was vomiting. So tonight I'm going to start barricade my door so they can't squeeze though the gap. My social worker told me to put a towl down so they can't get in. But I have planks of wood so I might put it near the door when I go to bed. I wish my uncle would go into a home.