The secret garden behind an abandoned house #abandoned

We discovered upon this forgotten house… an old, crumbling house, tucked away in the overgrowth. The trees twisted overhead, casting long shadows that swallowed the steep driveway, choked with weeds.

At the top, we found something unexpected… a secret garden. Serene. Almost *zen-like*, as if time had forgotten it… but something felt off.

The windows were broken, the roof collapsing under years of decay. Moss crept over everything, and rubble lay scattered like forgotten memories. A strange, unsettling air hung around the place. Surely, no one could live here.

But then, I saw it—a faint light, coming from somewhere deep inside the house., bones scattered on the floor.

But through another window… there was only decay. The bones of something long dead lay still on the carpet, untouched for years. The confusion… the dread crept over me.

Then, I saw it—a planter, like one you’d find in a cemetery.

One word, “Mother.” It sent a chill down my spine.
I’ve never felt more uneasy.