" Sleep, my little Ангелы when Ты awake, all will be fine" A women with ginger hair, sung to her two little children, as they fell into a un-easy sleep, there father has just beaten them again, in one of his drunken rages,she sighed and stroked her little boys, messy black hair and her little girl wavy ginger hair,
" He has done this for the last time" she thought leaving her children's room " He will not hurt them again"
She walked into the кухня where her husband downed his 7th bottle of Vodka, he looked up at her with his blood shot eyes " What are Ты doing here women"
I sighed " Enough...
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