I was all alone, my mum died and my dad was always drunk and didn’t want to look after me. On the streets I joined a gang, they helped me survive. But it was very hard – we had to steal and sometimes older kids and grown-ups treated me badly and would hurt me.
Things got better when I met Sunita [a Kidasha outreach worker]. She was kind to me and made me feel safe. Over time she persuaded me to go to their centre. Here I have somewhere to sleep, I eat good food and people look after me. They are helping me get better – when I was hungry and cold I used to sniff glue which made things feel better, but now I’ve have stopped. I am learning to cook and care for myself and I now go to school.
I used to think I would die on the streets but now I am hopeful. I’ve started visiting my dad and step-mother at the weekend. I plan to study hard and my ambition is to join the army.