"I really don't like it in here, what wrongs could I have possibly done? I wonder if this is the "naughty boys home," for giving cheek to my troubled mum. I really don't like it in here, why do I have to stay? I'm sure, if I climb through that bin hole in the yard wall, then I could easily slip away, but I'm too scared to escape from this horrible place, all I can see is railway track, and I wonder where my little brother is? Oh well, I suppose I will have to go back. I was just a toddler at seven years old, our Mike was only two, it was a very scary time for me, but there was nothing I could do. Lying in the dark, the very first night, too afraid to even speak, a little orphan girl, quietly crept up to my bed, and gently kissed my tear stained cheek. Fazakerley Cottage Homes, ten long days against my will, just because Mum was having another baby, who tuned out to be my little brother Bill."