It seemed to drain out every bit of energy in us… There was nothing dark in the history of the house and the family still lives there happily and yet, I’ve never experienced such an unpleasant (to put it mildly) feeling in an indoors space since that day. And the weird thing is that my parents felt it as well. I remember the headache and the feeling of heaviness as intensely as if I’m experiencing it right now. I mean, an urgent open-the-door- or I’ll pass out kind of feeling. Yet, not long after we had comfortably placed ourselves in the lovely living room, I wanted to leave. The house was beautifully decorated, in an old-fashioned but nostalgic and inspired way, the family has been friends of ours for years, so no worries there. Four-five years ago, we visited some friends in their new house, in a quaint seaside village, relatively close to Athens.
I’m 100% certain that I’ll sound like a superstitious ignorant, but bear with me:) Being quite the introvert type, it’s always a toil to find myself in ‘’unexplored’’ grounds but I wasn’t always such a lunatic over houses. I will readily admit that one of the things that bring me to the highest levels of anxiety is visiting a house I’ve never stepped foot into before. And then drive home with the dome light on, and check that back seat as often as you can. ‘’Drive by the house you’re interested in at night, I say. Date of Publication: March 17th 2015 (first published 1973)
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