Emily awoke untied lying on a bed. She looked around her new prison; the room was made of concrete. Small slits for windows cast the golden light of the outside world. Of freedom
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Kera loved watching babies sleep. The way their little hands were always clenched, holding on to nothing but the rest of their life and how they could sleep with their tiny legs in the air
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Adam was suffocating in hair. Everywhere he looked there it was, piled up on top of heads looking like magnified dog turds or spiked up in a rebellious hairstyle that would make any teenager want to stick to the law
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Adam was in shock; just yesterday he had been worried about some girl he barely knew, now he wasn’t even sure if he would see his parents alive again
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Adam was stuck in a whirlwind of confusion. He spent his whole time pondering Jeff’s question. Did he, Adam Daniels, the guy everyone wanted to be friends with, the guy the populars were always trying to snatch up, like Emily
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