He was just a skinny kid, just a skinny kid who wanted to go home

A lady who works in a busy pub wrote this after dealing with a particularly bad incident. This shows why our volunteers are needed - for every person like Jason whose night out goes wrong, for every person who could become vulnerable, for anyone and everyone...

He was just a skinny kid, just a skinny kid who wanted to go home.
A night out with friends, and then in moments violence erupted.

Outside the school, on a cold road, blood on my hands, that skinny kid became "my kid". I held his head, this boy, the same age as my own son, a kick to the head, unconscious, dark, blood. Blue lights flashing, police, ambulance, noise, so much noise.

Just a skinny kid who wanted to go home.
Blue lighted to the hospital.

His attackers, cowards to the last, scattered, running.

Just a skinny kid, on his way to hospital.
Just a skinny kid who wanted to go home.

His dad came to see me. Not as bar staff, not just doing a job, as a parent. To say his boy had to be taken back to hospital after being released.

​Not just a skinny kid who wanted to go home.
His name was Jason. 😢