Erunyauve

Cost of Freedom "Help me, please help me," she whispered to herself as she sat on the floor of her bedroom, slowly rocking back and forth. She could hear the yelling down the hall. He was drunk again and she knew that this time, yes, this time something would happen. In the past she and her mother usually got out of the house when he was drinking, or he'd come home in a drunken stupor and passed out on the living room floor. She jumped as she heard something smash down the hall. "Oh please, please…what did I do that was so wrong? Why won't someone help me? We don't deserve this." Tears slid down her face as she sat there on her