“Mom, you know that picture in the upstairs hallway? Well, it’s gotta go! That girl has been freaking me out for years. She’s the reason I can’t sleep at night. Weird things have been happening around here and I’m pretty sure she’s got something to do with it. Either she’s gotta go, or I’m spending the rest of my life sleeping on your bedroom floor.” Jay-9
What do you think? Does she freak you out? Do you think she’s responsible for the missing TV remote, the disaster in the basement, the empty Gatorade bottles and candy wrappers under the couch? How about the the mysterious boogers on the bathroom wall and the forgotten homework assignments? Have strange things been happening in your home? Maybe she’s to blame. Look at her, she’s pure evil.
Young American Wisdom 
The worst kind of evil, disguised as pure innocence. 😉
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Exactly!
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Until this post, I had never thought of her as evil. Now I can’t even look her in the eye without chills running up my spine.
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It’s the eyes…they follow you everywhere!! BWAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA……. yeah, I would dispense with it.
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But what do I do with her? If I stick her in the attic or basement, she’s sure to haunt us. Maybe I’ll throw a sheet over her.
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Yeah, that’s totally creepy!
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Do you think the goats would like her?
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Why IS that on your wall?
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When I bought her years ago, she fit the decor of our old colonial. After we moved into the home we live in now, I didn’t have a spot for her downstairs so I hung her on a random wall in the upstairs hallway. I never gave her another thought. Apparently, Jay can’t think of anything else at 1:00 in the morning. I’ll ship her to you, if you’d like. 😉
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Is she missing an arm? Or is it just behind the flowers? Maybe the arm is under the couch?! LOL
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Hahaha! It is probably under the couch…way back behind the random dirty socks.
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What is she hiding behind those flowers? A tiny dagger?
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THAT is funny….
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…or a noose. God! I can’t believe I’ve never seen this evil until now.
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I truly do want to know where the hell that came from but I’m with Jay. It’s a bit freaky.
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Years ago, I was really into antiques, but not so much anymore. I think I may have picked her up at an antique store. Maybe I can sell her back, but I worry she might curse the house.
This whole blog post could be turned into a horror movie. 😉
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I don’t find her creepy, perhaps because I am safe at home – away from her.
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I can ship her to you. Consider it a Christmas present from my family to yours.
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I love your blog too much not to tell you…and to share it with others. I have nominated you for some awards:
http://changedbychange.com/2011/11/29/from-the-jury-of-my-peers-my-first-blogging-awards/
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Aw! Thanks so much for the nomination and the kind words. You’ve made my day. I’m headed over now to check it out. 🙂
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Since she is in a remote spot, I never gave her much mind. Now that I think about it, Jay is right…she’s definitely a bitchy little thing. Plus, if he sleeps better, we sleep better…time for a change there.
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God, I’m exhausted. Let’s get rid of her!
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Maybe it’s those oddly long bloomers she’s wearing…
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I bet she’s hididng a 12-gauge shotgun in those things.
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She kind of looks like she’s waiting for someone to turn around…expectantly. That’s the word. Brrr. I’ve just now looked at it and feel like sleeping outside someone’s door for protection. (High fives Jay) Totally with you on this one Jay. The boogers on the bathroom wall? Not so much.
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Nobody has admitted to the boogers on the wall. Why would someone do that!
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My mother had an angel that hung behind the toilet. It was hung from the neck which made it appear dead. I could not sit on my scholarly throne in peace because I could see the dead angel in the mirror. I always hid the angel in the drawer.
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It seeems like you’re asking for bad luck by hanging an angel by the neck. Sort of like walking under a ladder or cracking a mirror. 😦
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My concern is, you can only see ONE hand…never trust anyone with one hand out of view…she may be pulling a 9MM out from under those flowers… do you have any long-lost mob connections you’ve neglected lately? Maybe someone’s uncle did you a favor in college, who you didn’t properly acknowledge???
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Well, there was that one time…oh, nevermind.
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Nancy, unless i’m mistaken i do think that that’s the lost Vermeer “Girl with one forearm”? i’d get an appraisal immediately. continue…
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You mean I’m rich! Woohoo!
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I have to agree with the majority here, time for Little Missy to find a new home somewhere – like in the attic or the basement.
Though, somehow, I have a VERY strong feeling that the strange “goings-on” won’t decrease one iota….
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John, I think your right.
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OK. you convinced me. I have a clown picture from when I was young that is now in our house. Only place my wife will let me keep it is in the basement bathroom
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Your wife is a smart lady. Of course you have to keep it in the basement! Have you not seen Poltergeist! Clowns make Regan from the Excorcist look like a Cabbage Patch Doll. Burn it I say.
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she has that rod serling/twilight zone/outer limits quality…
burn it…
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We’ll burn it, roast marshallows and make s’mores.
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ROTFL … I don’t know what’s funnier, Jay’s comments or those here on your blog. 😆
The painting doesn’t freak me out, but it does seem a tad odd to me. 😉
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The comments for this post are my favorite so far! Who would have thought a freaky picture would cause such a buzz. 😉
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Blue shoes….yeah, I’m with Jay, she’s a little freaky. 🙂
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It’s her eyes. They seem to follow you wherever you go…never a good sign.
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I’m totally with Jay on this one. She is pure evil. Don’t you have an old Aunt or perhaps your mother in law who you can give that to as a Christmas gift?
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Maybe we can use her at birthday parties…Pin the Horns of the Evil Girl. Might be fun.
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This post has me laughing, but I have to admit I can see where he’s coming from. I’m just hoping, for your sake and his, that he loses his fear of the dark before he’s nineteen. (Not to say that I was deathly afraid of the dark and creepy paintings until then. Nope. That was . . . the other one who looks like Deb.)
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Can you imagine…”Dude, you wanna sleepover after the football game tonight?” “Sure, but you have to promise to leave the hallway light on or I’m not staying.”
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Hahaha…
I can’t bring myself to look her in the eyes…
I keep expecting that whole frame to start rotating slowly…
🙂
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I bet they have a replica of her at the Haunted Mansion in Disney World.
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I’m totally convinced that she’s the culprit. Who else could be responsible for such calamity???
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Do you think she was the one who wiped the boogers on the wall? She could have just wiped them on her pinafore. So rude!
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A picture once hung at my grandmother’s house.
A kindly old man in a boat smiling affectionately at
a little blond girl who seemed to be from the village
of the damned. My aunt took it home because they
always thought it resembled my cousin. Who just
so happened to be – a little monster.
I still wonder who the artist was – it was an
old print but I get the feeling he truly understood
children.
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Is your cousin still a monster or has she grown out of it? 😉
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I find her a little unnerving… Maybe the only way to avoid a haunting is to give her to some unsuspecting person for christmas!
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Welcome, Artjen! You are among friends.
Is there anyone on your naughty list that you’d like to send her to? I’m willing to part with her.
Thanks so much for reading. 🙂
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