Forget Me Well
There once was a doll with blond wavy hair and emerald-green button for eyes. It wears a T-shirt striped with sky blue and white, and wears brown pants. And on its back, a dashing red cape. "Yes, just like a prince", the little girl said.
"All hail the Mighty Prince!" The little girl exclaimed. This was just one of many memories she had of playing with this beautiful doll; her favorite doll. The only friend she had, others might say. One could say that the doll was her all, her companion, her other half.
However, children are like that, having things they will once call "their all", then suddenly "their all" wasn't the "all" there is. Things change, preferences shifts to another, thinking becomes mature and different, and time bids farewell with every pass.
And that we all forget......
Yet, mysteriously, the doll never forgot. Not one single second, nor memory escaped from those button eyes. It has seen everything and watched as the girl grew, and not with evil eyes or with grime-filled mind, but rather and surprisingly...with pity. Yes, with pity. "I see the days of yearning and envy. I see the nights filled with horrors and doubts. I feel the breath of anxiety, I hear her whispers of regrets shout", narrates the doll in his cotton mind.
"How I pity the little girl I once always saved as her Prince. How I pity the sadness that seeps", he says, ever in his unmoving state.
"How I wish I could be of help, or to save my lady. Oh how I grieve at my current state", the doll spake in softness like whisper.
"I, although forgotten at a corner while time passes by, no longer wish to be found. For I might contribute to her sorrow with her remembering that she forgot about me", the doll concedes defeat.
"But oh! Pity her, Heavens! Pity her, that she may be well", pleaded the doll.
"My dear lady, my friend, now comes the time I say goodbye. Now that time has shown that you have forgotten me, I beg you, for your sake...
Forget Me Well."
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