Special Addition Revisit: Hello

A Special Addition revisit in memory of Daisy.

We all wondered where Caspian had gone; me, DC and KC looked over to where Daisy’s gravestone was, I told them to go and I’ll stay to which to my surprise DC agreed with me by telling me that he needed me more than ever. As I started to walk over; I looked back over I could see DC burying his head in KC’s arms, which made me have a tear rolling down my face. As I reached over to Caspian took his hand as I knew I wasn’t meant to but this was a one off; as his grandmother gave her blessing for this day to happen, when her two grandsons needed their partners the most. I whispered to him saying that a car will pick us up a bit later everyone else will go on ahead. Caspian snaked his arm around me after he let go of my hand; pulled me close to him than ever before, the fact that he knew I had tears down my face meant two things to him. One that I was crying because I wanted to take his pain away, second I was only about age 6 when his mother had died. I had started to listen to him talk but I knew he wasn’t going to let me go; I was like his prop to help him stand even though he was 6ft2, and I was 5ft4 and half but it soothed him a lot because he always would make fun about my height.

“Hello, it’s me. I was just wondering after all these years if you would like to meet to go over everything; they would say over the years at this time that it would become easy; even when the time should be supposed to heal you, but guess what I haven’t done much healing. Since Lizzy came into my life things have become much easier; less dreams than I have done, except this time of year I either keep her up or shout out in my sleep she comes running after she gets woken.

Hello, can you hear me? When we were younger and free there were so many happy memories; I have forgotten how it feels when you were you were my world, your warmth, your loving, your hugs and many more. There’s such a difference between us now more than ever; there’s a million miles away of where you are, I think you sent me Lizzy one way or another.

I have forgotten tell you. She’s just like you mum. Everything about her reminds me of you. I’m not going to let anything happen to her. I promise mum. She’s staying put for ever. Not moving. I don’t know how she does it when I get mad she looks at me the way you do or the way she says things to make me calm down. The way you do it’s like I’ve got you back. I miss you so much mum. I love you.”

We stayed a bit more longer. I hugged him tightly but gently at the same time. He kissed me on the forehead a few times; I knew the driver and security were hovering, I asked for two more minutes they agreed and went away. Caspian whispered to me and “I love you” I whispered back “I love you too”. Time was ticking along now so we had to go back otherwise everyone would worry where we had got to.

The worst kind of fear is going back to school!

I never liked school in the first place myself; then worked at a school for 4 years, why did you work in a school if you don’t like school? You might think that’s a bit weird and stupid.

I never liked school in the first place myself; then worked at a school for 4 years, why did you work in a school if you don’t like school? You might think that’s a bit weird and stupid.

The fact I worked in a school for four years it doesn’t mean I still like it but it means I wanted to do something for my life; yeah I hate the worst feeling ever when every new academic new year, new term and etc I still don’t want to go back. I’m dreading my new job to be honest; I’m not looking forward to it what so ever because it’s new, and a huge responsibility as well.

School phobia, school avoidance and school refusal can only be as described as an anxiety disorder that you will find in monjority of the children these days. This involved who might have an irrational or persistent fear of going to school. Each child’s behavior is different from any other child; there are children whom more likely to have a truant and express no apprehension about missing school, which that children who have tactical school avoidance want to be in close contact with their parent or caregiver, whereas truants do not. You may find school phobic children are often insecure, sensitive, and do not know how to cope with their emotions; to which appear anxious and may become physically ill at the thought of attending school, for example putting their head down the toilet and throwing up.

A typical type of separation anxiety normally occurs between 18 to 24 months; when parents start to leave them for awhile or dropping them of at nursery or a carer, at this age may cling, cry and/or have temper tantrums. However, there are older children who continue to have difficulty being away from home; due to the fact their parents are often attentive, loving and maybe over protective. This can become a result in some of the students of whom lack self-confidence and the ability to cope with school life. Any child who may show a higher risk for school phobia where they may not have no siblings to look out for them, maybe the youngest and all of their siblings have left school and etc as they are a lot older. Maybe perhaps they have a sibling who is chronically ill.

“Most children object to going to school at one time or another. However, a school phobic child often misses many days for vague reasons. Parents should be concerned if their child appears irrationally anxious, depressed, scared, and/or regularly says that he or she feels too sick to attend class.

Symptoms of school phobia are:

• Frequent stomachaches and other physical complaints such as nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, exhaustion, or headaches that cannot be attributed to a physical ailment.

• Clinginess, tantrums, and/or panic when required to separate from a parent or caregiver.

• Fear of the dark or being in a room alone.

• Trouble going to sleep and/or having nightmares.

• Exaggerated fears of animals, monsters, school, etc.” For more information http://www.kellybear.com/TeacherArticles/TeacherTip51.html the link is there.

I don’t remember much of school to be honest if I can help it; I try to forget it if you ask me, I hated school with a passion for lots of things. Then again I would make excuses to either go home or when I’m at home I say I don’t feel right or I have a genuine excuse of I have an hospital appointment so I won’t be in. To the fact that hospital appointments where monjority of my reasons of not going to school because of my ears as I was always constantly having operations or appointments one way or another. That’s when I was growing up at the time. I used my hormones and etc as an excuse to go home during secondary time; first year hardly been at the school, part of that got burnt down and every year since I wished it snowed or hot day or someone burned it down again. By the way I didn’t burn it down. Was funny when one of my brothers said that the school is on fire; as both of them were there at the same time as me when I started, I was like wicked and said well I won’t be going to school then.

What struck me was that I’m one out of four and not even one of us like school. For very different reasons; not sure if it’s because of we had different problems at the time, when we growing up with health issues one way or another and we ended up staying at home for long period of time.

Caspian and lost of his mother

The thoughts and feelings of my take as I’m close to Caspian. I’m not too sure if I’m going to published this or not. #fightingforCaspian&DC #inmemoryofDaisy

As the days grew closer and closer; the more I realise how much I hate the press and the media, never so much as I was younger and it annoys me to the point of lashing out along with my thoughts. When I was kid way before I met Caspian I had felt sorry, upset for him and his brother; I would pray for him and his brother to be looked after as the trying years that faced them in years to come. They have turned out two handsome men; living life to the full, counting their blessings everyday knowing that their mother is watching over them making her proud.

As I was growing up Caspian’s mother Daisy was a well known person; everyone loved her, along with her boys and I loved all three of them. Now that I am friends with Caspian; I am learning that so much what has happened, I think that now know why he wants me to keep me safe. Which is pretty much understandable as I wouldn’t of been able to cope with it; until I get to him one day soon, as long as I find away to be able to get this blog up and running. Does it make me look like a press if I’m writing about something or someone I care about. No it doesn’t make me sound like I’m from the press or from the media; I try and stay away from all that nonsense, unless there’s something that has come up that I strongly disagree or something on the news. Then that’s different kettle of fish.

The fact that the press makes me feel more and more wanting to break their cameras; in away of saying you lost your pride of joy, but it’s okay you can go and get another one from PC world. Yet you can’t bring back a parent that you killed. Yet you still want to continue to ruin their mother’s life because she can’t defend for herself; saying that you knew her better than the boys and their family, yet they are the ones feeling all the guilt because they think that they are the ones that killed her. However yet the press and the media are the ones who had actually killed her no body else; yet you still carry on with the whole I’m going to chase after all of the well known, who have always grown up in the lime light since day one.

So many times I want write this blog; I want to share my anger, upset and hatred towards it all and I’ve never got the courage to do so because I never know wether or not too. Then again is this a story that I’ve just written or is all based on true facts. Personally I feel like it’s just a story for people to read. Not everything is about the whole real life events; at the end of the day every child looses a parent one way or another, a parent looses a child the same way. In this tragic sense of a story that I created is to make people realise that press and media aren’t really your friend; they just want your life story to pay their bills, you want the lime light like everyone else who is a celebrity in this day in age. For me I just like to share a bit about myself now and then; to also to stay away from having attention to myself, I’m not one of those attention seekers like everyone else around me and that’s when I tell them in my head to go bugger off don’t care about you what so ever.

People Accuse you for something that you didn’t do


Sometimes you really wish people stop making digs that at you; especially if they claim that they’ve been messaging you or your just ignoring them, until you say “I haven’t received anything or I’m not ignoring you” 

You think your the worst person in the world for being paranoid and etc; but actually it’s not you that’s being paranoid, it’s the other person that’s being paranoid and you just sit there like. Erm hang on for one minute I did send you a message but you haven’t responded; secondly if you sent me messages I would of responded to by now, so you don’t need to be jumping down my throat if I didn’t get any messages until now. 

I hate that so much once by someone is enough but twice by the same person; really? If they claim to love me and everything they really need to stop being paranoid if I haven’t responded; if I haven’t received a message then I haven’t received a message, I can’t respond if I don’t receive anything. It maybe your phone or your connection or something along the lines of that; I really don’t appreciate the whole thing of your ignoring me kind of tone, is especially when I’m waiting for you too message me but I don’t lie about it either.

It does make me laugh that I have the evidence of having no messages from the person; when I show them the picture of no messages that they claim to of messaged me, it then backed fired onto him twice now that he accessed me for something that I didn’t do. This comes to mind that someone who actually doesn’t trust the other person; along with claiming to love them but if they are that are being like that, then I don’t want to be with someone who’s like that. 

I personally think that if someone keeps on accusing you from not messing them back; thinking that they love you, but at the end of the day who would you want to be with them. Everyone has demons in the past; some can put all that in the past, some can’t put it behind them. 

You then might find people accusing you of cheating because they’ve done it themselves; but yet they know perfectly well they are in the wrong, and trying to control the situation by simply shifting the blame onto the other person or you done it yourself. No matter what it’s not right either way forward but yet people who have been hurt before or paranoid that someone is going to do it is another sign of not healthy relationship. Unless you have a great person sticking by you and helping you to come out of the dark places that you have been in for a very long time.

Accusing you of being dishonest or lying is another reason of hurtfulness; yet I have been lied to and been dishonest to, two of my worst things you can ever have in your life. People can actually understand why I’m being paranoid about it all because of fair amount of people who have done that have done it to me; then it’s the same flip side where people, who are trying to warn you about things and you couldn’t believe what you were hearing at the time. You begin to wonder why you even bothered in trying to ask them for help; when they know perfectly well they are still saying to you what you just said, yet they don’t believe you when you actually found out that someone can sort your life out but your trying to understand that they are trying to shift the blame onto you for their mistakes. Even when they are trying to help and prove to you that they have changed.

Accusing you of talking about them through friendships and love friendships; you have people who believe that your talking about you behind your back, yet they are the ones talking to you behind your back. You know when they are talking to you about you behind your back; when you have quiet friends that people forget about who sit in the corner of the room, then message you to let you know that that somebody is doing that too you. 

Accusing you of doing whatever it is that they are guilty of themselves; we are guilty one way or another these days, no one is perfect at the end of the day. Who is actually perfect? Haven’t seen or met anyone that their lives are so perfect. We’ve all done something that they but accuse the other person. 

Shoot the Runner 

The day I was just laying in bed thinking what was my plan for this weeks blogs; as I didn’t really do much the following week because I wasn’t well, still not well to be honest with you. So I was just listening to some songs and Kasbian came on with “Shoot the Runner”. Which got me thinking about school and theirs always someone that runs to a teacher. However I would not recommend shooting to anyone. 

In school kids are just kids at the end of the day; but when in adult life they should know better, however it’s not like that at all. There’s always few people who will always going to be a runner; who would most likely to go behind your back, to tell a teacher or spread rumours etc. 

I have had my fair share of that on both sides of it teenager life and adult life. Life can be so cruel; to the point of these days there are more and more teenagers committing suicides because of people bullying, abusing and etc but yet no one actually goes running, when their closest friends don’t actually go running to get help for their friend and by that stage it’s too late. 

There’s two types of runners; one runner is the one that cares because ask permission, to speak on their friends behalf on their concerns and what they have been told. Then you have complete idiots who seek attention; make up any excuse or spread rumours or tell everyone your secrets, all because they haven’t got anything better to say or do with their lives other than making that persons a living hell. 

Everyone trips and falls but you’ll be standing on top of the world; even with the dark cloud raining over your head, you have learnt to wave good bye to the haters as your stronger than them. As your marching on your own with good friends joining you on route as you pick them up along the way; you are proud to say that you have them, as you have a place to write too. There’s no drama to big or to small to deal with; when you have good friends, on which they say ‘I got you’.

There’s always going to be another mountain to climb; the struggling that your facing, will knock you down but you’ll be pushing through the pain and suffering no matter what the situation. It’s always going to up hill battle; keep on moving, keep on climbing, keep the faith you will get through the pain.

No one likes to being played; no one understands why your the ones get hurt by people who you think you could trust, all the innocent has gone but it’s not worth our time. I just wish I could free you but the answer is simple; it’s the one who has done it in the first place, I don’t want to go another day not telling you what’s on my mind. I’m going to stay with you and nobody is going in between us; don’t worry about people who are hanging around, just ignore them as I’m going to stick with you. I know how to appreciate you and I know what is best for you. 

Focus on what you want to do; I came here to do I want to do, my focus is on you as much as I can. I can tell you are curious but no one can hold us down. You can answer questions and listen to your worries by writing to me to lizzyarrow@outlook.com just focus on me and yourself. 

When your best friend tries to do a surprise/how to create new friendships.


The day that you best friend gives your email address to their grandmother; even if it was a massive surprise, your immediate reaction is to want to punch them. Of course I wouldn’t do that but as a friend/friendly punch that I do to my friends.

The most awkward thing can ever happen is when your best friend trying to do a surprise for you; you know when you hate surprises but they still trying to do something nice for you, it was still a surprise when you know who it is. 

Yep my friend had just done that number on me; thanks Caspian now I’ve got to get use to that one as well, not like it’s awkward enough. To be fair good call on the whole front of introducing me to the family slowly; than quickly throw me into the deep end of everything, but really I’ve just got use to you haha. All well. 

I don’t mind with the whole family affair of people talking to me; but I do love Caspian grandmother, the way he talks about her and that we have similar characteristics. On which reminds him that I’m like her in so many ways; to which point Missy his grandmother, I do have to say is one incredible woman being determined to talk to me even on a late hour. 

My grandparents wouldn’t even know what half of the social media is; even when one of them has it, but still doesn’t understand how to use it but wants to look at what his grandchildren are doing. 

However creating new friendships through people is the best way forward; otherwise you will never get very far in life, if your going down the same road with the same friends etc. It’s hard that once you got use to your friends that you made; then when you make new ones somewhere else, you don’t know what to do or what to say. Here are some useful tips on getting passed that initial fear of meeting new people.

  1. Realising that your fear of meeting new people is most probably all inside your head – Each time you move around wether it’s from moving house, jobs, schools or even just want to meet new people to get out of your comfort zone. You start to think no one will like me, they will look into my past and judge me, judge me for who I am and etc. Which isn’t true; unless they are a bad egg then ignore them; they are worthless people, who need to change.
  2. Start out with a group of people who you are already friends with – No matter don’t forget your other friends when you move on; the best part is that they’ve always got your back no matter what, also you can expand on meeting new people through them as well. 
  3. Get yourself out there – Most people like me are quite shy and etc but at times you have to push yourself, keep showing up, do something that’s strong and that will help you get noticed.
  4. Take the first step – realising of taking the first step is the hardest thing ever; look for something that’s more interesting to you, than that doesn’t interest in you. Stimulating your mind helps you focus and explore more to help open more in your brain to connect with each other. 
  5. Be open minded – be open minded because if you don’t you will never know; embrace the unknown, don’t knock it before you try it, say “yes” than say “no” otherwise people may think your lazy or something, think 3 positives and one negative and etc
  6. Get to know the person – Get to know the person you could either play games like would you rather, get to know someone knew by learning how they think, instate the conversion, show your best self, be friendly, be patient, respect other people’s interest, pay close attention to the person, stay independent, spend time together, let there be positives and negatives, let the person know your interests are, share information and feelings, invite them to gatherings, spend more time together.
  7. Connect with genuine person – Always try to understand what people really mean when they speak, Always let the speaker be the star, The Barrier. This is going to back fire on me is so many ways; as you will see the next value point, in this moment in time. You may have your own thoughts and feelings about things; but you have the right to have opinions, so does the other person if you don’t agree with them. Nevertheless they may become over powering but let them; as long as you know that your true to yourself, what’s more you know your rights. 
  8. Be yourself – Get in touch with your inner child, Become more aware of your thoughts. As I said in the last point I’m going back fire on myself here but it all ties in together; just be yourself and stay true to yourself no matter what people say or do, you have your own mind. 
  9. Be there for them – Reach out – a conversation, text or call goes a long way, Listen, don’t judge, Do something together. Good friends are always there to reach out to their friends in need; no matter how far away they are, they will always be there by a phone call away. 
  10. Make the effort to stay in touch – Social Media: A Blessing and a Curse, Why Don’t You Just Call Them?, Coping With Guilt, Overcoming Awkwardness. No matter if a friend has moved away or moved on; always make an effort to stay in touch no matter how busy you are, or what’s gone on just get in touch every so often.

Choose to Survive 


Choose to survive is a key thing in life; you either got it or you haven’t, from little amount to a lots we as individuals become as one. One big family to help and support the people who need it the most; this is for our communities that have come together, over the past few months and recently.

Choose To Survive 

The skies are crying as I’m watching the flames come near; every tear that I caught in my hands, I knew this was going to be the end. If there was silence at the end of this monstrosity of a nightmare wish it would end like we hadn’t had a chance of getting out or having our voices being heard, did they have to ignore our cries or our voices. Now there’s nothing left of me here. 

Did you have to take everything that I had in my life? Did you have to break everything that made me who I am? I am a broke glass that you can break so easily? Did you have to tear me up like I was made of paper? You can give it ago by tear me up and put me down because I know my community will help me rise up from the ground like I’m a skyscraper that you cannot destroy. I know we will fight for our rights either I’m died or not; I know we will win, because we chose to survive. 

As the smoke cleared I could hear ringing in my ears; as I came around I could hear sirens coming and going, as I watched you untangle me from shrapnel carefully without causing anymore pain that I’m already in. You just stand there watching as everything unfolds as we lay there bleeding dying; go run run run, back to your silly place of hiding that you call your home and don’t care about us. As we are just lay right here watching you disappear whilst someone else helps us instead; it’s a long way down from here, I think I’m close to the clouds up here.

It’s a race, it’s a race. A race to help the survive. It’s a race it’s a race and they’re going to win. They choose to survive. Yes they are going to win. Whatever it takes they are going to choose to survive. I’m going to give them all my strength with all human race. I’ll be prepared to do anything to help; fight to help survive, I won’t forgive those people’s who did this. Vengeance is mine as I’m going to show that we won’t give in; we choose to shrive, we pull together as one.  

Whatever it takes I’m going to win; you won’t pull ahead, I will light fuse that will make you trip up even more that you have done. It’s a race, it’s a race to find the survivors, we have to win to be able to shrive, not matter what it takes we have to win because we will never loose. When the night falls down they are still waiting for us to return; to return to find them, to which they want to return to their families either dead or alive. We know how much it’s worth for the people of the community; do you know how much it’s worth now?, of course not because you care about yourself.

I don’t know where I’m going but all I know is here we go again; I’m pretty sure where this is going, the empty promises that been made I know the answers already. I have made up my mind; I’m not waisting anymore time, but to go in head first and help. Your so cruel with a device that placed into your hands; your blood is like ice to cold to touch or understand, one look could kill us all in one way or another. 

There’s nothing going to stop us now; as we choose to survive, we are going to win no matter what it takes. Yes we are going to win! 

Vile People


There’s no good in vile people; vile people have the blackest hearts in the world, no good can heal what they have done.

As I woke up with headache in the early hours of Thursday morning but late Wednesday night; I had turned to my phone as I do for a bit of comfort as now I couldn’t sleep with the massive headache, I generally probably reply to my messages even though people maybe asleep. Sometimes I actually get a response from them unexpectedly; not all the time though, it’s just a fluke to be honest with you. 

In today’s society there’s so many vile people out there from ISIS, Government, Trump, May, Johnson is now one (should quit now whilst he’s a head), along with bad step – parents (there are good step-parents as well), friends, colleagues and many more. There is a long list of vile people who disrespects other people because they think that they can. 

Hey guess what you won’t be winning their trust or support or anything like that if you do that to them. I can easily just point out I have had my fair share of vile people; I may of done myself at some point but, at the end of the day I’m not one of those people who want power over people. Killing innocent people every two weeks and not see any progress; not saying any names but I’m going to have to Theresa May and her party. 

Furthermore to this vile human nature that we live in a bypasser yesterday/maybe today where so many lives got taken away; along with the victims who got out alive, who lost their homes. Decide to do the most indecent thing you can ever ask for; taking photos of people who couldn’t get out of the tower block in body bags, thinking it was the best and funny thing to do. That’s how low people can be who have no respect of the living or the dead; then today Theresa May well what can we say, she visited the aftermath but to the fire services and expectations of the building and she never really went to speak to the victims who had survived the burning building. Jeremy Corbyn well he showed sympathy to the victims and the services; not sure if it’s just a publicity stunt or not but he shows better leader skills than May, May really doesn’t care about the people does she. 

If you think of how many people we had lost in the past three months from the first terror attack to the last terror attack; then followed by the tower building fire losing lives about 53 people who have lost their lives from 4 different attacks, the number will be rising from the tower block aftermath as they are still looking for people. It’s sickening that no government cares about us what so ever; if they did what’s stopping them, why aren’t our voices being heard? Why doing something about it after something bad went wrong? Most importantly why is it happening now for the whole government and House of Commons looking into the whole what could of prevented? and what could of stopped it from happening? The answers will most likely to go unsolved; I can guarantee you that we will never know what might of caused it, I just feel sorry for the victims and families who have lost members.

Again we as public pulled together; Muslim and Islam communities broke their fast to come running to there aid, that shows courage for everyone that not every Muslim or Islam are bad people. I do show respect for those people who broke their tradition to help others; I personally would thank them because they must feel like we blaming them for things recently, but all so they want to show people that they are here to respect our laws and rules in the country. 

No matter how long the government will ignore us especially the Conservatives; we will win no matter what they do, say or even think. We will continue to come out on top and reduce the number of deaths as we can; we will fight back with the help of our communities, what’s more they will not separate us or break us. 

Disadvantage Children in Africa 


I had a request from a private client of mine; who came to me with an idea for a charity, to which he wanted to start up and he asked would I like to be on this journey with him. Sensational client of mine asked me what I did for living? What made me want to do the job? Two powerful questions anyone could ask for; especially when someone wanted to take you on that emotional journey, how can refuse the offer of not helping. 

Breathtaking emotional journey that I would like to take you on is a country called Africa; the most poorest country in the world, the sad part for me is that families, children, infants, babies and even grandparents are dying. Dying everyday; every parents worst nightmare of seeing their children die before them, every child don’t want to see their parents die. For me that’s the worst I have that fear of seeing my own parents die; however I’m fortunate that I haven’t experienced it just yet, but hearing and seeing children suffer with health issues, wanting to learn and be like everyone else in the world. It is frustrates me that no one is listening or not doing anything about; I should know; as I have witness off hand; with special needs children over the past 6 years or so, each day is something different and new. You know don’t know if they are going to be in; when they are next going to have a seizure, when they need a nurse or to be rushed off to hospital and that for me seeing that is heart wrenching. Your unable to help; but when they are well, you can help them to experience things that they like try something new, help them learn. 

For me; Africa’s children are the same but in their own rights; everyone has a voice, every child has a voice and most of all every single African child has a voice. Every single child in that country has the right to be heard; to learn, to experience life and most of all to see the world that we see. All I ask for is this every little amount that you donate today will go a long way; seeing a child’s face light up because they are being heard, they know that world is listening to them. 

If you can do this for that one child in your country or even your own child or even that child who has special needs; why not go out for that extra mile to help the child who has nothing, who wants to be the same as everyone else. 
Thank You. 

Lizzy & My Client

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Love of my country 


Love of my country of things that makes me feel proud of being British not the stupid British we are known for monjority of the time. 

My country! My country is strong! My country come together and we stand together! We are a small country but at least we know how to fight back. I only ask the world this. If your going to bad mouth us; think it’s right to think we need help with attacking the people who did this, think wisely who would come and help you if your country was next. Faking news, blowing up the bad people in our hounor and insulting our people especially who is the mayor. Don’t expect our sympathy if your the ones under attack. At least we can capture more attacks just under 24 hours. Before you realise what had happened. #westandtogether #onelovemanchaster #onelovelondon

What makes us great at being British is that we all pull together; together as one, one whole unit two people I believe who are the most heroes and don’t get the best recognition since the attacks are the policeman who was the first on the scene and put his life on the line. He was only been on the beat for year and half or so; he feels it’s his fault that he couldn’t do more to help, as he only had his baton to hand. Whilst his colleagues battled to save his life; he was still want to hit back to the terror attacks, to protect his colleagues and the people that he served. The police officer is a hero no matter what; he did what he did for his love of the country, the citizens, colleagues and most of all the Queen of the country. Along with other officers that were also attacked; they are the heroes of this county, not the political parties they don’t do things to protect us. 

The news reporter for a newspaper company; even if the news papers get under the attack at things, but one guy who put his life on the line for someone else. He has this horrible doubts in his head now; weather what he did was the right thing to do, we all have those feelings but I do have to say this. He is a hero because what he did was unbelievable; you don’t get people to do that over the past few years, however in recent weeks we’ve become to the customs of these types off violent attacks, we help people in no matter what that’s how we are great. 

We respect our rules, laws and many more but people who don’t think our law isn’t relevant to them don’t respect them as we respect theirs if we went to their country. I’m not being racist or anything; we let people into our country for freedom and for safety, we should have the favour of having respect for our country for helping them out. However they don’t; all I can say is this if you don’t like our country or our rules and laws, you know where the door is that you came through. 

This is my country and I love my country more than politics. We are stronger than the whole politics in the commons; we are the nation who care when we are in trouble with things such as terror attacks, the more threats we get the more aware we are of them. All I can say is this UK “we stand together as one whole nation”. Keep your wits about you and see any danger or something happens; help people out if they have been targeted, help the services as much as you can even when your watching your own safety.