I've never seen anyone go in or out of this house. When I've driven past it in the evening, I've never seen any lights on, any vehicles in the dirt road driveway, or any sign of life. So I finally built up some courage and brought my camera with me to take some photos of this really creepy old house.
As I approached the house you could tell it had been abandoned for a while. All the trees, gardens, and grass were over grown and there was garbage every where. Almost every window on the house was broken, the paint was fading and flaking off.
I started to walk towards the house to take some closer shots when I noticed the front door was open, when I looked inside there was garbage every where too. It looked like one of those t.v. hording shows.
As I adjusted my camera lens for a closer shot of the front porch I noticed a large black object standing in the doorway that wasn't there a few seconds ago, when I finally focused my lens...I froze.
There was a large black Rottweiler dog staring me down, all I could think of was Stephen Kings "CUJO" the friendly St. Bernard that contracts rabies and goes on a killing spree.
I stood there completely still and thought to myself "I'm in trouble". I was all alone and there was no one any where close to hear my screams if I was attacked. I knew if I ran, this dog would chase me down no problem, so I just stood there for a minute and kept my eyes locked on "CUJO".
Finally I decided I had to get out of this situation fast, so I slowly started to back up. Well I guess that was all CUJO was waiting for, me to make the first move. He started to run towards me and I froze again, I put my hand out to show a sign of good gesture and thank God, he was a friendly dog.
CUJO looked like he was an abandon dog who was just looking for some companionship and some one to say hello to. Then just when I was starting to feel comfortable again, I hear this loud voice come from the house "Your Trespassing" get the hell off my property or I'll get my dog to attack you.
I looked up at the front door and there was this really scary looking guy who looked liked he had been living in the wilderness for the past ten years. He was creepier then the house and the dog, I apologized for disturbing him and got the hell out of there as fast as I could.
I personally think he was a house squatter, but I wasn't about to ask him.
"WOW" what an experience. I'll never do that again.