in memoriam
1 comment | posted Aug 5
Here is the broken skeleton of my haunted house. Only pictures document its existence, and even they can only hint at what that place meant to me.
This is all that is left. Three broken spines, jagged gravestones, lonesome reminders.
The Dolen house. It was a little kiss of adventure, a surprise. It was exciting, and chilling, and it was the site of many summer excursions.
Alebaleb says:
=-o!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
posted Aug 5