It has been kind of fun looking through my old photos as I begin to wrap up this project. I found this one tonight and I think this particular house has shown up before in these posts. But the house is a favorite and if you ask why, I wouldn’t be able to tell you. I think it might be the location of it, as it’s on a favorite road of mine and the area is pretty. I have never been in this house and it holds a certain mystery to it. I don’t know if I’ll ever go inside it, but the place is pretty and it will always be a favorite.
One of my favorite abandoned houses and I’ve never stepped foot in it. There are no “No Trespassing” signs or boarded up doors holding me back. It would be easy for me to get in. I’ve explored so many other houses. But not this one. I don’t fully know why. But maybe it’s because I like not knowing what secrets it contains. I like being able to imagine what it’s like in there.
As we sat on the couch watching TV, Hannah said we should camp out inside, stay up late and read books some time. I agreed and then she said we should do it tonight, because I had my tent with me. So we got the tent and actually set it up in the middle of her living room. It took up the entire living room and was a little difficult to set up. Then we filled it with blankets and pillows and started reading this old, badly written murder mystery book to each other. We had planned to stay up late and read all sorts of books, but we just ended up falling asleep.