A danger in disguise

Leigha Cummins, 22, Nottingham

As my best friend raced upstairs, I followed, lugging a heavy suitcase.

‘Come on, slow coach!’ Sarah, then 14, shouted.

At the top, a scrawny man with scruffy hair appeared from one of the bedrooms.

Sarah’s stepdad John, then 27.

‘Thanks for letting me stay,’ I said.

‘You’re part of the family now,’ he winked.

It was October 2012 and John and Sarah’s mum Heidi had let me move in after my dad was called away for work.

I was sad, as it’d just been the two of us since I was 12.

But at