"I've lived with my Dad for as long as I can remember, we don't know where mum is. When I became a teenager and got 'too big for my boots', dad started to get violent with me. My teachers at school noticed that I was coming in with bruises. I said that I'd been fighting with my friends, but they didn't believe me. In the end, things got so bad with dad that I ran away from home. Eventually, I was taken into
care. Now I live with Miriam and Geoff. I gave them a bit of grief at first, but I'm just so thankful that they put up with me. I'm now at college studying bricklaying and have made some really cool new friends."