The Wallet ...

When I was little, I had wanted to write a love story, and I had wanted it to be the most romantic love story ever.

One day after school, I sat down and began my mission, my masterpiece was going to be a reality, I remember thinking.

The story was of a young school girl. One day, after school, she walked home. Unlike most afternoons, on that day, she stumbled upon a wallet. Picking it up, she opened the wallet and in it was a picture of a boy, about her age, and very smart looking. She tried to look for an address, and flipped the picture over. A love poem greeted her. I was determined to pen the most romantic poem to match the picture, but alas, till this day, I am still 'looking' for the most romantic poem of all...

Anyhow, the poem warms her to the boy. There was something in the boy that caught her fancy, was it his eyes, or was it the poem he penned at the back of his picture? She couldn't tell.

Soon, she caught herself staring at the picture all the time, even during lessons. How could she find him? Where does he live? What's his name?

One night, something strange happened...

The boy in the picture appeared in her dream, told him his name was Joseph, and he lived a few blocks away. And he asked her in her dream, would she mind meeting him at a park nearby their homes?

Her reaction was of course what you guess it would be, she waited for this Joseph after school the following day and hoped that her dream the night before was for real.

She couldn't belief her eyes when soon, this boy did walk by the park! She was so excited she drop some books she was holding. The boy, being a nice gentleman ( the way I wanted him to be), stride up to her, gave her the warmest smile ever, and helped her with her books. Oh my! Her heart were pounding, she felt so sure he could tell she was flushing. Could he hear her heart beat which was beating wildly too?

I then proceeded to make the two characters met regularly at the park, in the evening, after school. And the fun times they had together, helping each other with the home works, and playing games together when there were no homeworks.

Like some other love stories, I was going to drop the bombshell...if the readers haven't guessed already. How come the boy only appeared in the evenings? Why can't he come out on Sunday mornings?

All fun things, sweet things, romantic things, great things must come to an end...oh so sad! One night, Joseph appeared in her dream. In it, he looked so smart, his eyes sparkled like diamonds, there seem to be an aura of light about him and he flashed his sweetest smile on her, as usual. Then, lowering his head, he told her he need to make a confession. Its time for him to leave. The door to Heaven is opened and a guardian angel was there to guide him back to the Lord... The wallet she found that fateful day. He did not accidentally drop it. He was cycling home after school one day, and a car suddenly appeared from nowhere and rammed into him. His wallet flew off at the impact. He got up, but discovered to his horror that the people nearby could not see nor hear him. Later, he discovered he had died in the accident.

Joseph then told the young girl he saw her picking up his wallet and caught her staring at his picture all the time. He thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and he felt 'honoured' each time she looked at his picture. Somehow, he learned to enter the dreams of the living, and that was how he entered her dream. But, it was time for him to say good bye.

Yeah, I was guilty of making the same scene, the girl pleading for him to stay, she was crying tons of tears, and all that stuff. And that was my unpublished love story that I wrote when I was very young.