A girl was playing alone near a big tree.
She made a doll, eyes are two buttons, dress from old fabric, new little mather.
Day going great, summer, flowers, birds singing songs just for her.
Then tiny face looking at her,
Another little girl.
Brown eyes, black hair, doesn't talk and dressed weird in a green long dress, paintef flower on the face.
Who are you?
Not a word. The strange girl staring at the doll.
Do you want to play? Take my doll, let's play here.
They had a lot of fun, making dresses from leaves, flowers, running around.
At the dark it was time to go home.
The strange girl waived hand, and disappeared without saying a thing.
Never been at the same place again.
Years went by, now a little girl with a doll is a young woman.
In that evening she was home alone, dark outside and cold.
Someone knocked the door.
Oh, no, the door wasn't locked.
The strange forest girl, looked exactly the same, brown eyes, black hair and painted flower on the face, looked at the eyes, wore something on the young wonan's neck and ran away.
In the morning parents all scared.
Criminals got away and were hiding in the neighbors house...
Poems,stories and pictures by Irina Mouravleva.
