“There are classic horror films that, if you are a human being in this world, you have to have seen. They’ve become a part of our culture.” – quote by Sissy Spacek
I was probably around seven years old, my father was working three jobs at the time to support us, and one of those jobs was for a thrift store making pick-ups and delivery of used goods. He would sometimes bring things home, like plates, or a pair of shoes. Sometimes, he came home with toys for me and my sister. We would wake up some mornings, and there would be Barbie’s, or stuffed animal toys that we could play with waiting for us in the living room. But one time, my father came home with a little Frankenstein doll, and he gave it to me. Not my sister, it was for me he said.
Now, you have to understand that this wasn’t really a unusual toy to give a young girl, at least, not to my dad. He loved horror films. They were played often in our house, and he and my sister, who is two years older than me, always watched them on the television set. I did to, but only sometimes. And when it was Halloween, we always dressed up and went trick-or-treating in our neighborhood. That was way back when it was safer to do that sort of thing, not so much now. My parents would always decorate the outside of the house with the fake spider webs, the fake black spiders, and hang tissue ghost from the trees. Growing up with anything related to horror movies was pretty normal in our house. But that doll, that darn Frankenstein doll. I didn’t like it, at least, not all of the time.
During the day, the Frankenstein doll was my favorite new toy. I would take it with me everywhere I went, and I’d have him with me while eating dinner too. I really liked him, but only during the day.
In the evening, when it was time to go to bed, my mom would come into my room, and I was in my bed, with Frankie next to me. She’d turn off the lights, and then I waited. I would not fall asleep. I couldn’t. My favorite Frankenstein doll scared me at night.
I would get up, be as quiet as I could, because I had to walk by my sister’s bedroom, and I didn’t want her to see me, and I would put Frankie on the sofa in the living room. I’d then go back to my room, and go to sleep. I’d wake up, and play with him again, during the day, but when it was time to go to sleep, I’d put him back on the sofa until the next day. Well, this was puzzling my father.
He’d come home from working his night job, and would find the Frankenstein doll always waiting for me on the sofa. He knew that I liked playing with it, he’d see me in the daytime with it, hugging it, and so he knew that I liked it. At least, that’s what he thought. So, how was it getting on the sofa all the time? This happened for a week, before he decided to try and figure the mystery out.
Well, one time, when I got out of my bed, and was taking Frankie to the sofa, my father was hiding around the corner, waiting for me. THAT, scared me! He came around and asked me, “Why do you put him on the sofa? I thought you liked him?” I said, “Daddy, I do like him, but he’s scary at night. He glows. I’m scared of him when he glows.”
My father didn’t realize that the Frankenstein’s face glowed at night. And although it was a cute face in the day-time, it was a little bit scary when it glowed in the evening, with the shadows and all. And I wasn’t having it, I guess.
My father ended up replacing the Frankie doll with some Flatsy dolls instead. If you don’t know what those are, see below.
A lot more cuter, right?
So, growing up as we did, I still love all things scary. Zombies, Vampires, Halloween anything, except the Halloween Nights at Universal Studios, I went to that last year and I was so, so disappointed with that. What a waste of money that was! But for the whole month of October, everyday I watch something related to Horror or anything scary, or psychological thrillers. This includes Horror movies, cartoons with vampires or demons in them, etc. It’s just a thing that I do. Do they sometimes still make me uncomfortable? At times, but those are the best ones to watch!
Well, I wish that I had that Frankenstein doll NOW! But this was a fun childhood memory that I wanted to share with you. Enjoy your day!