Doll suicide: The End of an Era

Turns out Marlene was haunted after all - sometime after the conclusion of Halloween, she unlocked my office door, snuck out onto the porch, re-locked the door from my the inside with her weird powers and then waited until I woke this morning to do the unthinkable: doll suicide. Yup, Marlene knows that every morning I open the rear door, check the temperature outside, and then start my day. So she waited patiently all night so I could see her do the unthinkable. Turns out my sister was right. And now sadly, this tragic tale of  irksome plastic possession is over. Until next time readers.