Something weird has been happening this week. Weirder than usual, anyway. On Monday, I came home and found my Alice du Maurin Pullip doll in the hallway of my building. As if it were waiting for me. As far as I could tell, no one had been in my apartment, so nobody could have moved her.
This is the photograph I took of the incident.
Then on Tuesday, I found her in the stairwell. Again, there was no sign my apartment had been entered without my knowledge.
And then today, she was waiting for me again! This time with her little arm up, as if welcoming me home.
By this time, I was getting a little annoyed and a little freaked, and resolved to hide a security camera in my room, where I keep my doll collection. I was going to catch whoever was moving my Alice du Maurin around.
But first I was going to take a nap. I replaced the doll in the cabinet and went to sleep.
When I woke up though, I found this staring at me from the foot of my bed, with the cabinet door wide open behind her.
And I swear, I heard a voice whisper, “Why aren’t you writing a new story?!”
Happy Halloween.
Rami Ungar The Writer 
I was about to hit the sack, and I just HAD to read your blog post, just had to, didn’t I? Here come the creepy doll nightmares . . .
(Excellent story!)
Sounds like I’m doing something right then, lol. Thanks for reading. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
That’s so sweet, she’s running out to meet you coming home! And she wants to be in Toyland, obviously!
I would hope that’s what she wants. It beats trying to get my soul or making me her slave. 😂
😂