The White Doll Poem by jude tamimi

Your body filled with a dreadful terror,
As you stared at your desk, and the white old doll.
Windy night, the doll moved slight,
You turned the switch, seeking light.

No light came, the bulb was dead,
You thought of running back to bed.
Suddenly you noticed, the doll moved slight,
You approached, with all your might.

Not the wind, said the doll and closed the window fast,
Heart raced, a message exposed.
You read in horror, ink was red as blood and said,
'Not the wind, go back to bed! '.

Then you wake up and say its all a dream,
And then you go back to sleep.
You then wake up in a fright and remember the dream,
You then look around the room and realize it was not a dream but a true happing.

You then run out of bed and run to the door,
Only to find it locked, full of blood and made of metal pricks.
Then you try to open the window, after some attempts it opened,
You then look down and see a horrid, distorted figure standing looking at you.

The figure then starts to climb the wall and tries to pull you down with it,
You then eventually quit and get swept down with it and hit the cold, hard ground.
You run again and find your yourself under house arrest and see a big bubble over your house,
She then started getting memories of her in an inhumane place crying and people with needles.

The figure comes and hits you from the back and you fall in an unescapable deep sleep,
After what seems months and years you open your eyes to find yourself trapped down in an asylum in an asylum torture chair.
The people who you trusted in, stabbed you in the back and called them telling them that you were seeing and feeling weird things,
You then get put in the asylum and get tortured for nothing and not a simple believed her so they left her alone in the asylum and abandoned her.

You then everyday wander around the asylum buildings for the first 2 weeks alone,
Then one day, on the 14th day alone a man came and put me in a room then locked it.
Then on the 50th day I got death itself where I got all the rest I needed,
You then wake up and find yourself back home watching a movie with your kids and husband, it turns out I dreamt the whole movie, and the last words of the movie is am still watching you and I still remember how we meet by the 'WINDOW', don't you remember me I was your doll your favorite doll until you left for holiday for 10 years.