Confirmation

After witnessing the things that go on, being regularly threatened, intimidated and beaten, it obviously became one’s duty to escape from enemy territory whenever possible. One pivotal moment was the time I escaped and was captured some weeks later by the Police, receiving a good hiding for my troubles, then swiftly returned to Wrexham with the new addition of thick lip and black eye.

Every time I was recaptured, a warning was issued to me by Social Services, the penalty threat which eventually would be “somewhere you won’t be able to get out of” – Well, that’s not very nice, but by this time I had already come to the conclusion that none of these people could be trusted whatsoever. So be it.