Meru, Kenya
I've made friends with a 12 year old girl called Glory. She was beautiful and very kind. She lived down the road from me. I visited her home one day because I had bought her some sweets. I walked into her compound to find no adults anywhere. Glory's little sister who was still a tiny baby was crawling naked on the dirty floor with broken slates cutting her legs. She then banged her head on the side of the wooden shack which was their home. She screamed and cried...

