s and a local community college acceptance letter sat on my desk, marking the day I was sup
evious life filled with relentless hunger, brutal beatings, and my famil
ing indifference, and my brother Kevin' s endless demands. I remembered the pregnanc
out!" Brenda's voice, a dreadful screech, tried to drag me back into the nightmare. The
r. "I'm not going to community college," I declared, my voice surprisingly steady. "I'm
ve that agoniz
ough the locked door,
free, no mat
e only way out, then they would le