Today I went back to an abandoned house I had found on a hidden trail near my house. I had seen it before in my explorations, but never had the courage to go inside (I was always afraid some homeless people and/or scary drug addicts might live inside) but it was thankfully quite empty.
Here are some photos I took as I approached. I wanted to document the excursion, in case I was found dead a few days later.
Upon, entering the house, I had the sudden nostalgic feeling of playing one of those horribly irritating text-based computer adventure games, where every action must be indicated by commands such as “enter door” and “look around” and nearly all of these options ended with a) boredom and puzzlement/ b) sudden death and a need to restart the entire game. I decided to pick my actions very carefully.
I looked around. The floor was littered with all manner of… well, litter. Chunks of what I presume used to be bits of house, trash, leaves and natural debris. Judging by the grafitti, a lot of would be “punk” teens had been there to drink and pretend they were cool.
To my left, I noticed that a stolen metal barrier had been propped against the wall as a makeshift ladder. Against my better judgment, I climbed up to explore the upper level.
It was actually quite pretty. There was something really beautiful about looking up through the torn, half-destroyed roof and seeing only sun and leaves. I can only imagine what it looks like at night. I wish I could say the same for the actual interior, it housed two filthy mattresses and the dirtiest blanket I’ve ever seen in my life. I batted a cloud of mosquitoes and gnats as I tentatively moved forward to peer into the other room. It was dark and so covered with garbage I didn’t even bother stepping in, but took a photo from what was left of the doorway.
Perhaps my favorite bit of all was the interesting bit of grafitti I found on the wall as I made a short video using my mom’s phone:
Abandoned House, Hidden Poetry from Yamino on Vimeo.
heh this looks like a ghost sighting film. I was half expecting something to just pop out of the shadows.
Lol this is funny in so many levels if you think of it =O
So…were you eaten by a grue?!? o_O
xD omg i lvoe the poem xD and thankgod you werent liek those kids on blaire witch movie and died no1 woudl fo told ur fan D: and wed all ahev toi assume the devil possesses claire liek that kdi to to catherine and they live a happy evil existance burnig nchurches and brking crosses (you know the typical stuff god hating creatures do) anyways thankgod your safe
lol “i love you in my brain”. priceless. hopefully there wasn’t anything hiding nearby… still pretty scary, even if it’s in broad daylight.
wow nice and good for you to go explorieng but over all glad yer safe.. heh if there was anything like that around were i am i would sooo be all over it seeing what it was about
Ooooh, creepy AND awesome! I would probably end up cleaning it up and using it as like, a secret hide-away place when family comes to visit. Hehehe
hmm… i wonder why its abandoned… was there a fire?
damn why did those punks drink jupiler there are tons of nice belgium beers (and dutch) and they choose jupiler? thats almost as horrible as heineken (our worst beer ever)
That poems actually part of the chorus of “Alcohol” by G.B.H. They even gave credit to show how “punk rawk” they are.
(and now for an obscure reference unless you love Dr. Who) Did you by chance find a message written specifically to you under some strips of wallpaper? Something to the effect of: “Stay away from the weeping angels, and whatever you do, don’t blink. Ever!” (oh, and Duck! No, seriously, someone’s about to throw a rock through the window right now; DUCK!!)
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oh geez, Jeff, I saw that episode. I was scared of statues for several days. O.O;
I wouldn’t want to go in there!
You have a pretty voice, Yamino.
@pennyroyaltea probably because Jupiler is cheap.
And hello from your countryman