A piece of writing from one of our children
When I was at home with my parents, I felt sad. I hated that I had a Mum that used to hurt me and my friend bullied me a lot. One day I dreamed of a better life so my Dad phoned social services and she took us away.
They took me, my brothers and sisters, all 5 of them. We went to a contact centre and waited to be placed in a home.
I was dreaming of how my foster care parent would be like?
Until I met S and P, I was scared but it felt like home with S, P & K. That’s my family.