Hello everyone, first post here! Long time lurker though.
Well, before we get to the good bits, let me tell you guys something: my fascination with abandoned places started with this one house back at my grandma's hometown. It was huge, pink-ish in color, and had a palm tree inside.
In my 16 years of life, I don't remember ever seeing anyone there. Nevertheless, I couldn't go inside because of a seriously *insert terrible adjective here* man who lived nearby. A distant relative, actually, who hated my grandparents and would probably shoot me if he saw me around.
Thing is, he died.
And me and my mom walked by the house yesterday, stared at each other, and entered. ( Collapse )
PS - I won't be using this account anymore. Moved to slashphotography