It was a lovely day hanging out with Monica. We haven't taken pictures in a while so we thought to venture off on our bicycles when we came across the big blue abandoned house. She loves abandoned houses and we had planned to visit one sometime; coincidentally this one was staring right at us. The first sign was smashed windows, and then I knew no one had been home for a really long time. It looked like it's been years guessing by the condition. The back door was open, implying that we check out the place. Full of scars, the walls looked haunted like they could be watching. There was random messages from the visitors scattered throughout the house. Sometimes I feel an abandoned house speaks through the writing on it's walls. It was sad to see the entire house deteriorating. We felt as if we were alone, but while taking pictures, we could hear the upstairs door slamming a few times. Not only that but it sounded like something was moving around, it couldn't have been the wind, so we ignored it, although it grew stronger the longer we stayed. who knows what it was, one things for sure, we'll never know unless we go back...
Spiked headband: Romwe
Spiked flats: Romwe
does anyone else see a face?
Triangle necklace: Chicnova
