Micael Savoie

There’s something about old houses that attracts me and I’m sure I’m not the only one.  For me, when I get the chance to venture inside and old abandoned house/building time stops, I start thinking how life could’ve been at that time and the reasons why it was left behind.  My uncle gave me permission to go inside with caution, the floor/ceiling are falling apart.  The house was built in the early 1900’s, that’s where my uncle was raised, the sad part is that lots of vandals took many of the artifacts/furniture and have destroyed most of what was left.  There’s one thing vandals can’t destroy and it’s all the history behind it, even if all the windows are damaged and most artifacts gone there’s something special.

It’s a two story house with a pretty big attic loaded with mason jar, old socks and horseshoe.  Light was able to pass thru tiny holes on the roof, after being up there in the dark you can start seeing what’s around you.  Although I must say it’s a bit freaky when you first put your head up since you have no clue what awaits you.  Time was running out since we wanted get back for diner, I made sure with my uncle that if the house is still standing this summer I want to go back.

Glasses with handwritten book on old wooden chest