This ended ut way too long for me to expect you to read it, but I will still post it, just for the sake of it.
So, the day before my birthday me and my friend borrowed a car and just drove wherever we felt like driving. We had decided to take photos and have a picnic by the sunset. We ended up by the side of a field near a church. It was quite dark already so we didn't really get any photos, but beside the field were a ruin of an old house. The door was locked but the windows did not all have glass in them. We looked inside and saw some old leftover things sitting there by themselves. After a while we managed to open a window and climb in. Half the ceiling had fallen in and it was quite dark inside since there was few windows. We decided to try to take photos anyway, with a flash. We didn't really see what we photographed and how it was going to be until we were done, but it was still really exciting. I even got that cliché photo of lonley-chair-in-abandoned-house photo. I couldn't resist. Anyway, when we were about to climb out again a man in about his 50's was standing on the road outside. He just came out of nowhere and we didn't dare to climb out. Both because we actually aalmost broke in to that house and because it was an old man in the dark. We stood still and quite.
After a while we looked out and he was gone, so we climbed out, but then he appeared again, round the corner of the house, looking at us. He asked for his cat, a black katt. He made those sounds you do when you're trying to find a cat and in some way that was slightly creepy. He repeated the question about the cat, mumbling about how she used to be here and how some man had bought the house a while go but didnät come back to fix it as he had said. Me and my friend slowly walked towards the car explaining it was time to go. He folloewd us, looking at us. It was a bit creepy, but we got to the car and drove away. He kept looking at us.
We drove to a windmill, basically because that's where we ended up. We had our chocolate cookie + nutella + soda picnic. It was really nice, and not creepy at all anymore. Or well... that windmill hade a lot of different strange noises which we had to get used to, but the rest was all fine. And nutella dipped chocolate cookies are lovely.
This ended ut way too long for me to expect you to read it, but I will still post it, just for the sake of it.
