VOODOO DOLLY
Jun. 30th, 2010 11:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
True story:
One night I was walking from the Disco Bay ferry pier to my flat, which involves walking through a waterfront park area on the south side of the bay.
Then I saw this.

Which was, of course, not supposed to be there.
The rational side of my brain said, “Some kid put their doll up in the tree.”
The side of my brain that’s seen too many Karen Black films said, “Suburban voodoo ritual!”
Because there’s something about seeing a doll pinned to a tree in the middle of the night, isn’t there?
The next day, it was still there. And, you’ll notice, looked a lot less creepy.

And the moral of the story?
HEY YOU KIDS, PUT YR DAMN TOYS AWAY LIKE YR S’POSEDTA!
Welcome to the dollhouse,
This is dF
One night I was walking from the Disco Bay ferry pier to my flat, which involves walking through a waterfront park area on the south side of the bay.
Then I saw this.

Which was, of course, not supposed to be there.
The rational side of my brain said, “Some kid put their doll up in the tree.”
The side of my brain that’s seen too many Karen Black films said, “Suburban voodoo ritual!”
Because there’s something about seeing a doll pinned to a tree in the middle of the night, isn’t there?
The next day, it was still there. And, you’ll notice, looked a lot less creepy.

And the moral of the story?
HEY YOU KIDS, PUT YR DAMN TOYS AWAY LIKE YR S’POSEDTA!
Welcome to the dollhouse,
This is dF