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Abandoned house and a creepy doll inside [Poland]

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Jul. 11th, 2017 | 12:16 am
posted by: off_the_route in abandonedplaces

It was a dusky December afternoon. The sun was getting closer to the horizon painting everything with dark shades and that day’s trip to South-eastern Poland was going to the end. However, a small abandoned house on the hill near the road made us stop and have a look inside. Quite cosy at first sight and bright from the outside, mainly because of its white walls, it had a completely different, gloomy atmosphere behind its decaying doors.

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from: elenbarathi
date: Jul. 11th, 2017 09:52 pm (UTC)

It reminds me of a poem from my childhood:

I ONCE had a sweet little doll, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world;
Her cheeks were so red and so white, dears,
And her hair was so charmingly curled.
But I lost my poor little doll, dears,
As I played in the heath one day;
And I cried for her more than a week, dears,
But I never could find where she lay.

I found my poor little doll, dears,
As I played in the heath one day:
Folks say she is terribly changed, dears,
For her paint is all washed away,
And her arm trodden off by the cows, dears,
And her hair not the least bit curled:
Yet, for old sake’s sake, she is still, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world.

By Charles Kingsley (1819–1875)

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from: off_the_route
date: Jul. 13th, 2017 10:29 pm (UTC)

Beautiful poem!

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