#enlightensteele

Christian looked to Ana and he laid back on the bed.  The same dream from his childhood. He could still smell the smoke vividly in his dream. As well as the lashes that were given to him when his mother wasn’t able to bring home enough money. He finches lightly when she touched his shoulder and grabbed her hand squeezing it somewhat tightly as he sat up. Sill not fully awake from the nightmare yet.

And in fact, he had just gotten used to the aspect of sleeping in the same bed.   Let alone sleeping through the night in said bed.  After some thought, christian paused as he looked downward.  “Sorry “He said dropping his hand when he realized what he was doing.  Getting up he went to the window and looked out at the skyline.  He shook his head trying to regain focus but it was useless.  His hands gripped the railing as he tried to calm himself down.