Chapter 8

Caleb nodded.

“You see, when you confront these things, Caleb, when you deal with them, they cease to have any power over you.” He stood, which made Caleb glance at the clock. It was past time. He stood as well. “You’ve been very brave, Caleb. For homework this week, I want you to write to yourself as a teenager and give yourself some advice.”

“Some advice?”

“Yes. Based on everything you’ve learnt in the past few weeks, I want you to help yourself as a teen. But I want it to come from the heart. Don’t just write something you think I might be pleased with. It has to be raw and honest. Don’t hold back. Imagine you’re desperate to help this young man—the young man you were.”

Caleb nodded tentatively. He knew this was going to be the most challenging, by far, of all his homework assignments. 5

Dear Caleb,