I pulled the pillow over my ears but it didn’t filter the sounds. My sister woke up with a start and after listening to them for a while she started sobbing.  “Let’s go and help mummy,” she whispered softly between what had now become out right weeping. I got out of my bed and sat on hers. I pulled her gently and held her on my lap. Slowly, I started singing her favorite church song. “Jesus loves me this I know…” Mum yelled in the kitchen and Dad yelled back. Something hit the wall hard. Tears slowly ran down my … Continue reading SONGS OF THE INNOCENT