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Dear Sir, I hope this letter finds you well.  You might not remember me, but back in 2009 I was a student in your English class at Wester Hailes Education Centre. I sat at the back, alone, facing the wall. I was the one you said you’d help “if you had time” however, it seems, time was always in short supply.

Recently I was travelling home on a bus and looked out of the window to see a boy who was in the same care home as me when we were teenagers. He was younger than me, and this is what he had been reduced to: lying inside a sleeping bag, on the side of the road in the capital city of Scotland, the 14th richest country in the world.

Let me paint the picture of a waffle and spaghetti.

Sometimes, I shut down and don’t know what to say because socialising is hard. My mind goes blank because it’s all too much. Some days, everything in the whole world makes me nervous.

Years of bullying and loneliness; that’s just a few words to describe how education changed my life.