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My daughter used to worry her Dad
It was all about a fear she had
Each night she'd call me up the stair
To exorcise ghosts that were not there

So we had a long chat about ghoulies and stuff
And finally I thought I'd done enough
They don't exist, we'd at last agreed
and for Dad's rescues there was no more need

But then one night, while I was pottering around
a familiar shriek came drifting down
What's up? I cried, not a ghost, that's certain!
No, Daddy, she said, I'm frightened .... of the curtain....



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Thu 18th Aug 2011 21:31

This brings back vivid memories from one of my kids. We had bright yellow curtains with drummer boys and teddies all over them. She swore they moved in the night and became terrified of them. The sleep I lost over those curtains!

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Thu 11th Aug 2011 13:07

The wardrobe terrified me when little lol...

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Laura Taylor

Fri 5th Aug 2011 11:23

Heh - I used to be terrified of my toys waking up in the night when I was asleep, and doing horrible things to me. I liked them being there in the day - should have just turfed them all out of a night!

Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Thu 4th Aug 2011 20:22

the curtains John-
they were not made by
Laura Ghastly were they?

cute story.



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Larisa Rzhepishevska

Thu 4th Aug 2011 20:17

The poem is beautiful! It's light like a feather! It flows so naturally,so gently.

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Thu 4th Aug 2011 18:32

Very funny. I have a daughter named rachael alice clare...

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Ann Foxglove

Thu 4th Aug 2011 18:05

I bet you had a bit of trouble telling her that curtains don't exist! :)

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John Embley

Thu 4th Aug 2011 17:29

A true story -- we nearly crippled ourselves laughing at her!

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