2 days ago my house got flooded after torrential rains hit ireland. I was sitting in my wheelchair not able to move for 3 hours. Eventually I got rescued by the police who carried me to a lovely family who offered to let me stay with them. My wheelchair got rescued the next day. Since my mum and brother hung themselves ive been pretty much alone as my dad is in prison. When the floods came i wanted to die but this family who hardly know me have made their house my home. When I thought there was no good left in the world or in anybody, this family carry me up their stairs and look after me. it gives me such hope, which i never had before. There are good people out there. Im glad I got the chance to meet some good people. It has helped me beleive in life again.