Yesterday I listened to this show on "This American Life" about a teenage boy who explores an old abandoned house he has stumbled upon. The house still had a full pantry, handwritten letters, and even an old white dress hanging in the closet. The boy admits to having a "crush" on the house, because he cannot stop thinking about it and what mysterious circumstances led the owners to leave.
I was so intrigued by this story, probably because I can totally relate to having a house crush-especially when the house is abandoned and that lived in feeling still lingers. Peeling sheets of wallpaper can be read like a book-floral pattern over plaid pattern over a pattern no longer recognizable. Those are my favorite kind of stories to read.
(images from this fantastic collection)