My Heart Will Go On and On and On
Bad News : I didn't win, place or show in the Monday Summer Fiction Contest . Good News : I decided to publish my story anyways. "Please-- you must stop!" she cried with a hoarseness and desperation etched into her soul. Those big cow eyes were puffy with tears and month without sleep. "Please, just let me go!" I looked down at her. She was on her knees in the dry hot sand. Her dress was in tatters. I raised my arm and placed my other hand to my heart. She shuddered like a puppy before a rolled up newspaper. She curled into an egg shape, she tore at her scalp with jagged painted nails and shrieked like a wild animal. Her madness was nearly complete. I drew a deep breath and began to sing: "You're here, there's NO thing that I fear, And I know that my heart will go on I'll stay for a long time You are safe at my heart And my heart will go on and on and on and...." As though I could focus my voice like a cannon I aimed down at her head into t...