This is an extract from a story I have written called :The Piano

He had remembered that his wife always wore a pearl necklace (that he had bought her for their wedding,) her eyes were crystals,as bright as the moon.He will never be able to see her in person again...A memory sprang into his mind a ghostly figure appeared sat next to him.A pearl necklace hung around her neck "I am one of your memories,even though I am not here in person I shall always be in your heart."

"I don't want you to leave!" The old man whispered.