Ema smiled her gorgeous smile. Dimples marking her rosy cheeks. She was absolutely beautiful. Her wavy hair, that framed her face perfectly. Her adorable personality. She was the most amazing girl ever. Suddenly, he was sitting on top of her lifeless corpse. Staring into those beautiful eyes. They used to radiate warmth and happiness. But now the state held just fear. The deep blue color now a stone grey. 'Wake up!' Adam's eyes shot open. His cell mate was staring down at him. 'You were screaming.' He said, visibly concerned. 'yeah. I...I'm fine." He said, sluggishly sitting up. His cell mate still looked concerned. 'What were you dreaming about?' He asked. 'I don't want to talk about it.' Adam stated sharply. 'Are you sure?' His cell mate pressured. Adam snapped 'I said I don't want to talk about it!' He screamed at him. His cell mate shrunk back in fear. 'Just leave me alone, okay?' Adam mumbled. He thought about his dream. Ema's eyes. That dead stare that held no light. The stare that only a body with no soul could master. Adam thought about that night. When he tried to piece the events of that night together sometimes, but could never remember anything that happened before he realized what he had done. The cold stale air of the cell stung his lungs. He didn't know how much longer he could take of this cell. Not much longer.
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מתח / מותחןwhen 19 year old Adam Henley admits to the secret that has been tearing him apart, he must leave. But the streets of New York do not treat him kindly.
