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They were husband and wife, and they had a son, older than me. But they treated me like family. I called them Mum and Dad. I called their son my brother. I had toys. No one bullied me. They knew my favourite foods, what I loved to do. We went on family day outs. We went on holiday abroad. I won a medal and they were proud. Every drawing I made, every report at school, every small success, they noticed. Even when I was bad or made mistakes, they got down to my level and explained. They didn’t punish. They guided. They were patient. They made time for me. I felt accepted. I felt like I belonged. I wanted to stay there. That house, that family, that love— was the best part of my childhood.
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Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 7:45 PM UTC
A Home That Felt Like Mine (Second Placement)
They were husband and wife, and they had a son, older than me. But they treated me like family. I called them Mum and Dad. I called their son my brother. I had toys. No one bullied me. They knew my favourite foods, what I loved to do. We went on family day outs. We went on holiday abroad. I won a medal and they were proud. Every drawing I made, every report at school, every small success, they noticed. Even when I was bad or made mistakes, they got down to my level and explained. They didn’t punish. They guided. They were patient. They made time for me. I felt accepted. I felt like I belonged. I wanted to stay there. That house, that family, that love— was the best part of my childhood.
Memories of acceptance, love, and belonging.
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