Part 9 *finale*

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           •the funeral•
Adams cold dead body laid in the coffin. Today was the day that people were to come to pay there respects. But who, you may ask yourself, would come to see a murderer. Well the answer to that question, no one. Not one of the beloved family members. Not one of his old friends. Not one came to see him, before he was buried. Adams corpses was left alone with just a priest, who didn't bother to say anything he had planned. No one would hear him anyway. Adam, being 70 years old, had died of a heart attack at the market. And no one even cared.

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   Adam, Adam, Adam. His name repeated in his head. Adam opened his eyes to see Ema, standing over him. "Ema? Is that really you?" He asked, lazily. "Yes Adam." She giggled. "Take my hand Adam." He grabbed her hand. "It's your time now Adam." Ema smiled. Come with me." She helped him of the ground. And with that, Ema lead Adam off into the haze. What met Adam was a eternity with the one he loved.

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•it was so much fun writing this story and I hope you all enjoyed it! thanks so much for all the support•

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