FRIDAY Feature: Don’t be Scared

I’ve lived a life of love and loss. From pretty to disturbing. You once held me oh so close, but now I sit here lurking. Don’t you know we all have souls. I’ve had one for some time. I took a little of yours, my dear, and now it’s also mine. Don’t be scared, I’m your friend. I’ll be here through it all. Remember, that is what you get when you have a doll.

I’m older now, but still long for play as I sit here in the dark. The dust is thick, the cob webs formed, but we’ll never be apart. I’ll sit and wait, I promise you. Until you’ve missed my face. And perhaps then, in your heart again, I can find a place.

Do not worry. I’ll be nice. No need to hide me away. Your little one stumbled across me just the other day.  I heard her ask if she could play; your expression was unnerving. You’re still frightened, I can tell. And perhaps that is deserving.

Don’t be scared, I’ll be her friend. I need to live once more.  You can pass me on, sweet one. No please, don’t shut that door. It’s dark in here. I’m all alone. And it makes me really sad.  I must be found again one day. If not, I WILL GO MAD!

(c) 2019 Abbie Richey Butler
Photo by Rudy van der Veen (, pexels

I’ve always enjoyed playing with the sounds of words and making up little rhymes and poems. I thought it would be a fun way to tell this week’s feature. Anyone else have a fear of dolls? 

Do you have a spooky story that you’d like to see featured? Send me an email at I’d love to hear it! And maybe our readers will, too!

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