You see that beauty right there? In second year, that was my humble abode... a place where both many legends and many nightmares were spawned. It was 125 years old, originally built for the nuns who worked at St. Joseph's Hospital right across the street. At night you could hear their spirits whisper to each other. One time, we may have even came across one in the basement:
Do you see that face behind me? To this day we still have no idea if it was actually a ghost or not. Personally, I believe it was simply my shadow reflecting on the dirt walls of the basement. Once that was coupled with our over eager imaginations, the ghostly presence revealed itself. Then again, I may just be telling myself this because I don't want to believe the truth. This was not the only incident of 911 though, if any of you are familiar with Animal House.... well, we put that one to shame. From holes in the shower wall so you could watch the living room television, to the 30 cases of smashed beer bottles piled up in the basement after we decided to have a late night basement beer bottle baseball match. (Try saying that ten times fast!) Then, near the end of the year our landlord informed us that he planned on tearing the house down but didn't quite get the permits after our little "experiments". On top of that, we would have to pay for everything we did as to make the house livable again. This was clearly unacceptable on our behalf!! If anything our "urban living art project" would have only helped him get the permits; so we decided to make it impossible for them to not agree... we decided to add even more damage!!! This is what it looked when our landlord came back to see the house:911 Richmond
Deep down I think he was actually kind of impressed by the sheer audacity of it. And in the end, he did get to tear it down, no doubt because of us!
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