While Aaron had fallen asleep, but I just laid there, my eyes open. I just couldn't sleep. Something didn't seem right.
I stood up and left the room and went into the kitchen to make a small meal, in hopes that my mind would slow down. I ate the meal, and it didn't do too much.
Something just didn't seem right, but I didn't know what it could be. If I had still lived in Berlin, I would have gone for a work, to take my mind off this feeling, but it was too late, and to unsafe, especially at 10:00pm.
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Daniel Pov Prisoner Of Night And Fog
FanfictionI HAVE NO RIGHTFUL CLAIMS OF THE PRISONER OF NIGHT AND FOG, ALL CREDIT GOES TO ANNE BLANKMAN Daniel's perspective of Prisoner of night and fog Warning: MENTION OF ABUSE, ANIMAL ABUSE/DEATH, ANTISEMITISM, NAZIS I would like to mention that some chapt...
