Abandonment, persecution, violence: Childhoods lost as young Nigerians are branded as witches.          From a distance, the children look like scarecrows as they slowly scour the waist-high piles of rubbish for plastic bottles.   Their ragged clothing hangs loosely from their emaciated frames, their gaunt shrink-wrapped faces are deadened by the drugs they took at dawn.   It is hard to believe that these children are "witches".   And yet this is exactly why several hundred  skolombo  - or street children - are now living at the Lemna dumpsite on the outskirts of Calabar in southeastern Nigeria.   "My grandmother was sick and her leg became very swollen," says Godbless. "She said I was the one responsible, that I was a witch."   The 14-year-old boy is sat in the makeshift hut at Lemna that he now calls home.   He shares this stuffy wooden hovel with half a dozen other boys who are now outside, smoking the cannabis that will get them through the day. ...
