Jamie was doing some work in the bathroom a couple of days ago when he looked up from tearing down the old lath and plaster from the ceiling. He was met with this sight:

Who, may I ask, puts creepy doll heads in a ceiling?

Creepy doll heads whose mouth has been poked out and hair is standing straight up on the back from years of being stuck in a ceiling.

Naturally it does not look that scary in the picture (unless you’re me and think everything is scary) but I assure you it was not that bright in the ceiling corner where this little girl was staring down at you.

How often had she stared down and watched me shower or go to the bathroom?

I’m asking again, who puts doll heads in ceilings? That is almost as scary as one of those horror movies you see where they are at some plant nursery and the plants start coming to life screaming, “Feed me Semore!”

Alright, that isn’t scary. That doll head is! What is that? We will never know.