Heart to Heart
The apartment building screamed with hallowed halls of sadness, once filled with cheery thoughts of imaginary friends and playtime
Mac has spent many a nights looking up into the heavens, dreaming of his friends, of his hopes, of his loved ones
Nowdarkness can be seen and felt everywhere
The room left a cold, bitter, heartless feeling to it, like someone had savagely crushed the joy and beauty out of this home and dumped it into a pool of faded nothingness
Frankie sighed as her sneakers lightly click together, her bare legs rubbing nervously against the tear soaked strands of Matts blanket on his bed. Macs mother and brother were both out for the moment, thankfully. Frankie needed to talk to Mac alone and to desperately try to bring back the boy she had created so many wonderful memories with.