Amanda,a young girl homeless on the street.
"Sadly at the age of 16 I was left without a mother,
Abused mentally ,physically and sexually by my older brother.
I started smoking and drinking a lot,
Hanging around with the wrong crowd,depressed I got.
Treated like a toilet in my early life,
Doorways became my home,my sheltered strife.
Sleeping in the park on a bench I sometimes did,
Underneath my blanket I worringly hid.
Safety was definitely not there on the street,
Discarded food in rubbish bins I did eat.
Outside banks I hopefully begged,
Suffering abuse shivering cross legged.
A young girl on the street,I was in danger,
Frequently ridiculed by a complete stranger.
I went to the advice centre every single day,
I was still sleeping rough ,no place to stay !
Fortunately there are people out there who will support you,
And thanks to them my dreams have come true.
I now live in a flat,doorways did disappear,
And I take great pride now in how I appear."