A short story

Sara had never dared to leave the apartment before. And now, here she was barefooted in the street. Strong lights were making her eyes squint with pain. The noise of people and cars around her was making her dizzy.

Was this the freedom she so desperately needed? The fear was growing more and more into her chest, making her choke. She could be brave and ask for help. But from whom? And in what language? 

She reached her arm and smiled at the man approaching. 

Suddenly, her eyes could see only dark sky and stars. He was home now.