This is Bruno, a 46-year-old Spanish boy. I lived in London three years ago. The last thirteen months I lived alone in a small studio, paying a high rent and big council tax. Most of the time I had two jobs, but two months ago, I left both because of the stress and lack of respect of some colleagues. I started having depressive symptoms, hopelessness and suicidal ideas. Finally, I reached an agreement with the landlord, and he allowed me to stay one month longer, with the money from the deposit. I found another job as a chef, and although I will not receive my salary until the end of this month, I feel respect and caring in my new job. When I left the studio, I could only pay 3 nights in a hostel. I went to Kensington Council and got a ticket for house seeking. I was not looking for a house, just a place to sleep and shower, and go to work. The attention was not good, and they told me that I did not have any rights, nor for home, nor help with the payment of the hostel. I did not have a fixed place to live for two days. What I had to do was to stay where I lived and not pay the rent. I explained to them, that I was not a thief, and I could not do that. I always pay the rent in all the places where I lived. They did not understand me. I provided all the documentation that they requested, and they did not let me apply. Two Saturdays ago, after going through three police office stations, I found one open, and I explained to the officer that I had to ask for money in the street, in order to pay for a hostel. He told me that if he did, he would be arrested. I have never weighed money on anyone, and in my life I helped many people, with money and food. They did not ask for my IDE, because unfortunately I’m in the police database to receive updates. A year and a half ago I was attacked by one homeless, who tried to steal and kill me, so I have a scar of 12 centimeters on my face. I was never arrested in Spain or in the UK, I never asked anyone for money, I never steal, and I am not a criminal. I just wanted to inform you that I had to ask for money, in a place on the street, with cardboard, to pay for a hostel, not sleep on the street, to be able to clean up, and not lose my job. Desperate, I went to the church in Brompton, and I was able to speak with the priest during the confession. I am Spanish, my education was Catholic, but because of my formation as psychologist, I became an agnostic. In less than five minutes, without giving him too many explanations, he gave me £30 for two hostel nights, and two addresses where could help me. I left church crying like a fool. I went to the hostel to pay two more nights. That man gave me money not to sleep on the street, I told him it was not for drugs or alcohol, and he told me he already knew. And HOPE gave me, because I already lost it. I will never forget this priest, and I will return the money, as I said hi, when I can. I will give him my phone number, to help and cooperate in the church for free, when I resolve this situation, when I was free and he needs it. Really this man with his generosity gave me the necessary strength to know that I could get out of this problem. After paying at the hostel, I went to the addresses. One of them I did not find it, and the other one had offices time. I work from 6.30 am until 3 pm, and in the last twelve days I was not off for the head chef’s holidays. I sent an email explaining my situation, and I received no answer or call. Also, I got information of other associations and charities, that help homeless or people who may become homeless, and only found closed doors. Not a single real option. My parents called me because they knew I was not well, but I did not answer. I called them and explained that I only had 85 cents of credit left in my phone. My mother told me they already send money by western union. They are pensioners and humble. They knew how to do it, because a year ago I sent them money three times as a gift, and to fix a bedroom. Thanks to them, I was able to pay 10 more hostel nights (The maximum is 15.), and 4 more nights in another hostel, until the 26 of this month. On the 31st I will receive my salary, which will be enough to sleep in a hostel next month. And in two months, to pay for a room in a shared flat. It’s only 4 nights, but I never slept in the street, it terrifies me. It’s really dangerous, more and more people are carrying knives in London. I do not want to be attacked again, or my backpack or suitcase is stolen. I just need a safe place to sleep and shower the last 4 days of this month. If I had other options, I would not be writing this. I’m not a fool to invent a story, when there are people who also need help. Not all people who sleep on the street, have problems with drugs or alcohol. No one is better than anyone. Only the circumstances of each person are different. I would like to add that most of the articles published on the web about homeless and socially excluded people, are not realistic. The Charity are shown with statistics and beautiful words. My Experience like this shows me. If you wish to donate money, it is better to do it to the church. It gave me hope and two nights without sleeping on the street. Sorry for my English, and thanks for the help and attention.