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apocalypticbob) wrote2009-11-12 12:01 pm
apocalypticbob) wrote2009-11-12 12:01 pm
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Writer's Block: If these walls could talk
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I can actually answer this one from experience, in a way. While not the home of my dreams, I rented a house here in Cushing for a while that always felt uneasy to me. I rented it purely because I was desperate and it was in my price range. After moving in, I sank into a deep, deep suicidal depression. My brother came over and almost committed suicide in the kitchen. Smog suffered horrible nightmares. I would resist going home, staying later and later at work. I started drinking, at home, alone, which I don't do and had never done before. I would hear things that weren't there, and I would hear this constant ticking in the wall that was starting to drive me crazy.
One day, a friend and long time Cushing resident dropped me off after I went out with them, and he casually said, "Oh, you live in the Murder House."
I boggled and asked for clarification.
He explained that one of the last murders that happened in Cushing (they don't happen here often) was a man who killed his wife and then himself, in front of their children.
Yeah. I moved out as soon as possible. I've always wondered what might have happened had I stayed there, and I'm pretty sure it would have been something horrible.
When I was a child, we lived in a house in Scotland that was very haunted, but there wasn't the same sense of malice and anger in it...more playful and prankster like.
I can actually answer this one from experience, in a way. While not the home of my dreams, I rented a house here in Cushing for a while that always felt uneasy to me. I rented it purely because I was desperate and it was in my price range. After moving in, I sank into a deep, deep suicidal depression. My brother came over and almost committed suicide in the kitchen. Smog suffered horrible nightmares. I would resist going home, staying later and later at work. I started drinking, at home, alone, which I don't do and had never done before. I would hear things that weren't there, and I would hear this constant ticking in the wall that was starting to drive me crazy.
One day, a friend and long time Cushing resident dropped me off after I went out with them, and he casually said, "Oh, you live in the Murder House."
I boggled and asked for clarification.
He explained that one of the last murders that happened in Cushing (they don't happen here often) was a man who killed his wife and then himself, in front of their children.
Yeah. I moved out as soon as possible. I've always wondered what might have happened had I stayed there, and I'm pretty sure it would have been something horrible.
When I was a child, we lived in a house in Scotland that was very haunted, but there wasn't the same sense of malice and anger in it...more playful and prankster like.
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CREE-PY.
Oh my god, screw that. So much D:
I would live in a house where a murder had happened, but not if it felt creepy and evil like that.
One of the houses we looked at had what really, REALLY looked like bloodstains on the upstairs master bedroom floor. I mean, I know what bloodstains look like, and this was quite a bit of it. These had been sanded over professionally and then the lovely wood floor had been re-coated. It was still way obvious.
I liked that house pretty well, actually, but we decided against it because it had a really dreary feeling.
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I definitely would be against moving into a house with bloodstains...although if it wasn't dreary, I'd be damn tempted to paint a body shaped white line on the ground and then lacquer over that...but I'm morbid.
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I . . . I can't believe I didn't think of that. That would be so cool. I kinda want to do it anyway, on the tile in my studio.
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I may have issues.
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I'm far too amused by this.
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