Abandoned House
I wandered around the derelict house that I had stumbled across in the wild and it was so sad and desolate, battered and burnt books with pages torn out littered the floor, I glimpsed into the remains of the bathroom and filmed for a while, the corridors and rooms, a butterfly floats in from a broken window, and I feel as though I shouldn’t be there, inside a ghostly haunting house, wind chimes wail in the distance, the paint is peeling off the walls- fear grips me, for a long moment… time stops… I wonder who lived there (a poor wayfaring stranger) and what happened… were they watching me? I leave quietly…
Abandoned House, Fairlop
