This is Neth's story and there are many more like him. With your help, we can help more boys like Neth, who have survived the greatest of exploitation, to become whole again.

There is a shame that does not go away.

The shame of being taunted and teased for my disability, of being poor.

The shame of being abused, and holding those secrets in my heart.

Young girls should never experience abuse and pain.

But it happened to me when I was only six years old.

I remember that night like a vivid dream. I was asleep at my grandma's house when someone came in and gently carried me. I thought it was my father who came to take me home.

It was too late when I realised it was not my father, but a man from our village. I was so scared and confused. We were in a field near the pagoda.

There, in that field, he raped me.

Money is more important than me.

We are a very poor family and we barely have enough food to eat. We work on other people's farm to survive. After work, my parents drink alcohol and beat us repeatedly. We never feel love from them.

I do not know what 'school' is since my parents make me work all day. After working at the farm, my parents make me work as a house cleaner to a family nearby. My mum takes all of my earnings. She does not even ask about how I am. To them, I am just a laborer.