I love to explore abandoned buildings, much to the dismay of my mother.
There is something about walking through them and wondering what stories they might be able to tell. I also wonder about what happened after they fell into disrepair.
In this building, I found a large circle made out of rocks. What was the purpose for this? Was it a group of Wiccans? Was it a bunch of teenagers trying to rebel against their religious upbringing by experiencing with the occult?
The building knows all these answers, but it will never tell.
Last Wednesday, Malia and I drove down to Jacksonville, Florida. On the way, we had a few interesting adventures.
We found an abandoned hotel and decided to go exploring. It was rather interesting. The building was in horrible condition and there were numerous piles of trash.
As I walked through the place, I tried to picture what the hotel must have been like in the past. Tourist and other types of travelers would stay at the hotel. Families vacationed here and some people had fond memories of the place.
As the years progressed and the building was not maintained. The cliental would change and I am sure some horrible things happened at that hotel.
If the building could talk, what would it say? Would it mourn its current state? Would it feel lonely, now that it has been abandoned? Would it feel anger toward the owner that neglected it?
Twenty years ago, there was a quadruple homicide in this house. The victims were teenagers and they were killed for accusing a young man of stealing a cell phone.
The guilty individual, as well as his two accomplices, were convicted and the house was eventually abandoned.
I drive by this house all the time and this week I was compelled to look inside of it. It’s hard to describe how I felt entering the house.
There was a mixture of sadness and grief, due to the senseless murders that happened here. I can’t even imagine how those poor teenagers felt as they realized their lives were coming to an end. Also, I felt angry. How can someone be so evil and callused?
I didn’t know the teenagers, but I feel for them and their families. I wonder what they would have accomplished if their lives were not taken from them.
I left the house with a heavy heart and a lot of questions.