|WHEN HOME DOESN'T FEEL LIKE HOME|
When we are tired due to working all day, we want to go home, to meet our homies, to have supper meal, tea and gossips with our favorite people that will make us feel less tired.🙃
HOME IS IMMEDIATE REMEDY TO FATIGUE.💞
But what about those for whom home is a NIGHTMARE, homies are GHOSTS and having supper with them is merely an illusion. You want to run away from them because their words hit you like bullet. You wanna run away because it hurts where they've hit you trillion times.🍂
HOME IS NOT HOME WHEN DEVIL IS AT HOME.🕸️
There are people for whom this quarantine is turning out to be worst.😓
A guy is listening whole day that "He is not enough".😥
A girl has been beaten brutally by her "Prince charming".💔
A mother has been kicked in belly she's carrying a baby in.💀
And what not?
HOME IS HORRIBLE FOR THOSE UNHEARD VOICES.🍂
We need to be vigilant. Are you listening those sounds of "Save me" from your neighborhood?
It's time to call cops. It's time to hear what you're ignoring since long.👣🥀
BE A MOUTHPIECE TO THOSE WHOSE MOUTH HAS BEEN SHUT BY A HAND BRUTALLY PRESSING THEIR MOUTH AND NAILS PENETRATING IN.🍁🌸
