Daddy

by Jessica Zaszczurynski
(Brooklyn MI)

I'm 11 so don't be like "wow shes faking" cause I'm not. My dad died from cancer in 2001, I was only 2 years old. A few years back I got a locket and while I was putting his picture in it the picture of him winked.

At first i was scared then i realized my dad was with me so I wore it. The next day I was crying because my brother was bullying me. You know how when someone sits on a bed it makes a indent? Well there was one next to me and I was... hugged. A few years later I was sleeping and my locket glowed. I smiled and stared at it.