Kwesi’s story: beaten, blackmailed, banished

Our dream holiday became a li ving nightmare Alison ...

I trusted my big brother, and he used that against me

My innocent son didn ’t stand a c hance against those evil twins

I WAS lonely. Papa was a preacher and we lived and travelled in a painted wooden wagon, pulled by Jessie, a large and docile shire horse. We had few possessions; there was no room for what Papa called

I’ve lived in fear of Dad’s mystery killer for decades. Now it’s their turn to be scared

Sucked into a dark online world, this teen formed an ev il plan