Just up the road from the so-called “meth house” (please read my post about it before assuming anything!), there is a much darker house. I drive by it occasionally en route from Fort Collins to Greeley and vice versa. It is nestled back in a thicket of trees and is shadowy and foreboding. The word “sinister” continues to pop into my mind, probably because I just watched Pet Semetary the other night and this house now reminds me of it a little bit. (Note to all of you- if you have never seen that movie, don’t watch it at 1 a.m. by yourself.) Anyway, I was sitting in my car looking at it, when all of a sudden- deer! Wary of me, they ventured to the back of the house. Meanwhile I, wary of the Stephen King death trap house, wandered to the back, keeping at least thirty yards distance between myself and the house.
Back view of the Stephen King death trap house.
Anyway, I started having so much fun taking photos of the deer. I think there was five; four does and a buck who all watched me cautiously. It was nice having them there though, because I’d like to think that deer don’t normally hang out around haunted houses.
Yeah. You don’t have to tell me that twice. Eventually I got a bit paranoid enough to leave, so I bid farewell to my deer friends and departed.
Oh! There’s a “For Sale” sign out front. Anyone interested? 😛
This is broken building #4! I have to tell the wildly inappropriate story about this house for you to understand why I think this house is funny. A few years back, some lady was claiming that there was gang activity going on in here and there was a meth lab and all of this crazy stuff. So, some people have lovingly dubbed it “the meth house,” even though there has never been one there. People have lived there in the past ten years, I’m pretty sure, including some friends of our family. The boards on the windows just went up in the past few years. Anyway, that’s why this “meth house” is funny to me. Not that meth is funny. Don’t do drugs.
Anyway, not wanting to get too close (because of the NO TRESPASSING signs, which I was probably pushing anyway), I circles around the house just to look at it since I’ve never fully inspected it before. It’s sad how a few years of neglect can break what probably used to be a nice building.
I got a little creeped out when I saw Christmas lights still strung on the side of the house, for some reason.
Today while out with my mom, we saw this little building and stopped for some pictures. It’s tucked back in the trees not 50 yards from the interstate. Not wanting to keep my mom waiting too long, I snapped just a few photos and returned to the car. But, it is amazing how this little gem is so close to so many people daily, and I doubt most them even notice it.
My first “broken building” was a building that was almost featured multiple times in my 365 Project, until I decided on my first monthly theme. I came across it one day a little over a year ago when returning to Greeley after letting a friend’s dogs out in another town. Curious, I walked the perimeter of the building, climbed up the concrete steps at the front and back of the house, and peered inside. The building was very obviously destroyed by a fire and covered in various graffiti markings.
This was one of the pictures I took last year of the fire. Today, with the snow, I decided not to approach the house anymore than I was comfortable with for fear that something might collapse on me or under me.