Living Hell

A Memory of Stanhope.

I arrived at Stanhope castle in 1975 at the age of 10 years old. I was in bewdley house and I was made number 57. my memeries of Stanhope castle haunted my life, I have tried to take my life several times, I became a alcholic, my life has turned around now after loosing my legs to diabetes. I have joined facebook to be part of the Stanhope group, I found the group but not been accepted as a member of the group yet. I had suffered abuse to a degree it ruined my life. Andrew Kennedy.