House Hunting
The HUNT IS ON!!!!!!
My fiancee and I have started looking for houses, you know, so we can live together once we're married.
So far we've visited six houses. Our Realtor has done a wonderful job trying to find homes that suit our tastes, the location we need, and the price we can afford.
But man... we've seen some weird stuff.
In one house, we saw floors that were so warped we felt like we were walking up and down hill most of the time. All the shirts in the house were organized not only by color, but in the order of the color rainbow! Sandals too!
Another home was vacant, but I'm pretty sure it was abandoned. In 1962. The walls were over done with fake brick siding, and then painted a faded yellow. The kitchen cabinets were wall papered on the inside. Nothing was updated.
And finally there was the old person's house. When we walked in through the front door we were punch in the face with the smell of... I don't even know how to describe it. Something like a cross between Ben-gay, mothballs, and just plain old age. And it permeated the house where ever we were. There were small statues around the basement, including a miniature of the Venus de Milo.
And then there was the doll.
Against one basement wall was a 3 foot tall life like doll of a little girl in a dress. But the girl was not facing us. Instead, it was leaning against the wall, back to us, and arms raised as if she were covering here eyes. You know, like counting for Hide-And-Seek.
We got the hell out of there.
More on this to come...
My fiancee and I have started looking for houses, you know, so we can live together once we're married.
So far we've visited six houses. Our Realtor has done a wonderful job trying to find homes that suit our tastes, the location we need, and the price we can afford.
But man... we've seen some weird stuff.
In one house, we saw floors that were so warped we felt like we were walking up and down hill most of the time. All the shirts in the house were organized not only by color, but in the order of the color rainbow! Sandals too!
Another home was vacant, but I'm pretty sure it was abandoned. In 1962. The walls were over done with fake brick siding, and then painted a faded yellow. The kitchen cabinets were wall papered on the inside. Nothing was updated.
And finally there was the old person's house. When we walked in through the front door we were punch in the face with the smell of... I don't even know how to describe it. Something like a cross between Ben-gay, mothballs, and just plain old age. And it permeated the house where ever we were. There were small statues around the basement, including a miniature of the Venus de Milo.
And then there was the doll.
Against one basement wall was a 3 foot tall life like doll of a little girl in a dress. But the girl was not facing us. Instead, it was leaning against the wall, back to us, and arms raised as if she were covering here eyes. You know, like counting for Hide-And-Seek.
We got the hell out of there.
More on this to come...
Labels: Creepy Dolls, Hills, House Hunting, Old People, warped wood
posted by Dave White at 8:00 AM
4 Comments:
We should do a horror anthology with real estate themed stories. That trip alone sounds like you'd have three.
When i was renting out my condo, I got a sobbing phone call from a woman who owned a neighboring condo about how hard it was to rent her place out.
My tenants said she creeped them out when they looked at hers.
It's time like these when being a writer makes it worthwhile. Today also turned up the notion that John Edwards and his honey used houses for sale as lovenests. What can you do with that?
Hah. Awesome. I remember those house hunting days... lots of weird stuff. Thankfully no creepy basement dolls.
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