Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Mind Bends
The smell of autumn in the air lately. There's nothing like it; pencil erasers, and the wood shavings from sharpeners, paper... woodsmoke from stoves and fireplaces. And, that little cold snap of clear air in the mornings.
I've been thinking a lot about the EVPs we got about a year and a half ago from the old mill that was abandoned, but is now almost finished being renovated into an odd pairing of new parking garage, and offices that will still have the brick shell of the mill. The parking garage stands out like a sore thumb-concrete and glass... I cannot get used to how off and odd the two stuck together look now.
Anyway, I know the place is haunted given the evps...we got. And, I wonder if some things might happen in th garage, and offices. Will car alarms go off more, or will people assume vandals (and, we DO have some idiots in town) might be causing mishaps...maybe electrical problems... Will people in the offices experience the call of that boy? See him?
I find it sad, and it bothers me that he's still there.
What does he think has happened?
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