Love in the Darkness
Tiene los ojos de un asesino.
Adam
I lay on my back, staring at the night sky; I had no comfort of a warm blanket or soft bed. Rather than having civilian luxuries, I was on the desert ground, using a rock as my pillow.
Like most nights, it was cold, and I couldn't sleep. I looked at the stars with boredom. As a child, I enjoyed looking at the stars while camping with my mother and father. My mother used to tell me stories about the stars and how the constellations danced across the skies, and I was always amazed. Now, I could care less about the stars; they no longer captivated me when I was freezing from the cold.
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