Dolls

I walk through the twisting halls

The never ending halls

Wait- someone calls

Coming from a room

That's filled with dolls

I open the door

-I don't know what for

I see a covered floor

Covered with dolls

I search for the voice

That caused that noise

-that wasn't a smart choice

All I see are dolls

The same voice calls

I slam the door and race down the halls

The never ending halls

(Little boy walking into his sisters room. She's playing with her dolls)