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He wrapped his hand around my neck, pushing me up against the cold brick wall. Pulling my chin to look up at him. I stared into his glacier blue eyes. I looked deep. Dark, cold, & without a conscience. I wasn't afraid. I was intrigued. I was curious of what goes through his mind. I leaned closer. His hand tightening around my neck. I could feel his breath on my lips. Gentle. Fearlessly I reached up to touch his face. My gaze still fixed on his icy eyes. My thumb brushed gently along his jawline. Goosebumps were left along his skin. His hand wrapped around my throat was now starving me of oxygen. My gaze broke. Fear consumed me. His lips curved into a smile, from ear to ear. "We're all the same inside here." He said with a chuckle. Pointing with his left hand to his head. His words ran cold chills down my spine. I winched at the pain. And before I knew it, he was gone. I dropped to the brick wall. Breathing heavy. His voice rang In my head. "I'm not crazy." I whispered to myself. "Keep telling yourself that Nova." I head a voice say in the back of my head.
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