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Hi everyone, my name is Amelia. I'm 36 years old. I live in London, in Peckham. I'm a single mother. I have two children — my oldest son Chidi, he's 13, and my youngest daughter Ada, she's 7. They're everything I have. But the last three years? Pure hell. I'll explain. I work as a cleaner in an office building in central London. Every day — I wake up early, take the bus, mop floors, take out the rubbish, clean toilets. I get paid £10.50 an hour. Just enough for rent and food. A two-bedroom flat in Peckham costs £1,300 a month. After rent, I have £800 left for four people. For food, clothes, transport, school. The father of my children left when Ada was two. He said: "I'm not made for family." Then he disappeared. No child support, no calls. Since then, I've been on my own. Without him. Without help. Just me and my kids. A year ago, Ada got sick. Just a cough and a fever, but she couldn't sleep for a week. I didn't sleep either. Then she needed tests. Tests cost money. Medicine costs money. I didn't go to a private doctor — I went to the regular clinic and waited three weeks. Three weeks of listening to my daughter cough at night. I took out payday loans. First for medicine. Then for rent. Then to pay back the previous loan. The debt grew to £9,000 in one year. The loan companies call every day. Morning, afternoon, evening. I stopped answering the phone. Chidi wants a new phone. All his friends have iPhones. I bought him a used Samsung for £80. He doesn't complain, but I see the way he looks at other people's phones. He's 13. He already knows that when Mum says "maybe next time," it means "no." Ada asked for a new dress for her birthday. I sewed one for her myself. From an old bedsheet. I don't know how to sew, but I managed somehow. She said: "Mum, it's beautiful." I smiled, then went to the bathroom and cried. Quietly, so the kids wouldn't hear. --- Everything changed three weeks ago. I was coming home from work. 4am. The bus was empty. I sat by the window
