The Black Heart Locket

The little girl he once knew is no longer. As he nudges pass her, she yells
"Hey watch it buddy!" his head turns. His long hair following. As his baby
blue hues scanned her masked face. His voice carried over to her. Slowly
her heart begain to pound. The black heart locket that she wore...followed
her throbbing pulse.





"Shannon is that the locket I gave you back when we where little?" His
voice echoed through out her head, a very soft enchanted melody to her
ears. Her pulse begain to race as the locket started to follow even more.
All she could do...was nod. He begain to walk over to her. His hand
outstretched to her. As instinct she thought he was going to strike her,
she turned her head. However, his hand softly touched the black heart
locket.





Her heart started to pound even harder, like thunder in a thunderstorm. She
looked up to his face, his face soft, kind, gental, calm, cool,
collected...just like an angels. However, his baby blue hues held some sort
of emotion...but what? Nothing could ever compare to this situation. His
face so close to her own...his lips so perfectly bowed...yet so close to
her own lips. He could easliy kiss her. This could be her dream come true.
But,...Johnny was dead. How could this be real?





She looked up at him his face was just clear as day. Maybe...she could just
kiss him...even SMELL his fragrence! How on earth could HE be DEAD?! Her
eyes scanning around his face. Just TRYING very hard to find somthing
abnormal. His mouth perfectly shapped. His lips perfectly bowed. His lip
ring in the same place. Her lips touched his in a deep loving kiss.





"Shannon!!! WAKE UP NOW!" her teacher yelled as she shot up tears were
pouring from her face. And suddenly...she placed her hand to her neck...as
there was the black heart shapped neckless that she lost,....seven years
ago.