Lending A Helping Hand

In this world, everyone was left to fend for themselves, with the majority choosing to play it safe above all else. Lucille understood this, but it inevitably left her feeling cold inside. In the past, she always lent a helping hand whenever she could, holding firm to the belief that any help was a good thing. This belief had caused her a few severe beatings before, one so serious that she almost got slashed. When she and her mother needed assistance, no one stepped forward. Trust in humanity was hard to gain. Annabelle was somewhat softhearted. Felicia was about the same age as Lucille. Any mother would hate to see her child suffer. It was not like they had any protection other than Joseph's. How could they overstep their boundaries and ask for more? To their surprise, Felicia stifled a sob and fell onto her knees, pleading, "Madam Annabelle, Lucille, please, take me with you! I don't want to stay here anymore. I think I may end up dying if I do so!" Life and Death Street was filled w