For some it is clowns, for me it was mannequins.
As a young child, my imagination would always run away with visions of mannequins coming to life after the doors were locked, the lights turned off, the shoppers on their way home after a busy day in the city. I think it was because of the stories that were played out for me as I looked on...sometimes I would stare at the the mannequin to catch any movement that would bolster my theory. Take this theory and put your self in my shoes the day that I saw my first "live" window display. Unknowingly at that early age, the mannequins on that particular day were real peolple striking a pose. You can imagine my thoughts, the butterflies in my stomach when I caught an eye blink or a jugular vein pulse with a beating heart.
Running back to the safety of mom's outstretched hand...never telling anyone about what I had seen...knowing that my theory of the mannequins was true...they did come to life after I went home!
1132 - Small Fry - *Small Fry* It is all small stuff— At work, at home and at ease. Everyday stuff. . --- © J Cosmo Newbery 2017 ---
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