My Abandoned House

Rt. 5 Box 326

My family moved to Los Lunas in 1982 and we rented this house for a few years upon arrival. It was spacious with 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, separate living room and den, 2 car garage on five acres of land with a horse barn. We lived here until 1985 when the owners decided they wanted to move back in, at which time we bought some land up the hill near Meadow Lake.  

While my family had many good times here, I did not have the best relationship with this house. I was six years old when we moved there and don't recall ever being afraid of ghosts or anything unseen that may go bump in the night prior to living here. 

The main things that stick in my memory are being afraid in my room at night and being afraid to go into my parents room alone, ever, at any time of the day or night. In my room at night, I felt that I was safe on the bed but would be absolutely terrified to get off the bed for any reason. If I had to pee, that was gonna have to wait until morning. One night, I was very sure that I saw a man's face in my bedroom window. In the photo above, my bedroom was the last window on the right. Those windows are pretty high up. Maybe it was all in my head but, to this day, I can still see his face.

My parent's bedroom was even worse though. Anytime I might go in there by myself, regardless of the time of day, I felt a wall of energy pushing me out. Like a hand on my back shoving me towards the door and I could never get out of there fast enough.

It would be easy enough to chalk all this up to a little kid's overactive imagination, and maybe it was, but I never felt that way before we moved to this house and it stopped when we moved away.

After we left the house, the owners fixed it up and did a little remodeling and I guess they lived there for awhile but no one lives there now and I have no idea why. When I stopped by to be nosey and look around, there were "No Trespassing" and "Condemned Building" signs on the front windows but no signs in the yard or any indication that the property was for sale. Obviously, I couldn't get inside - and would've been too afraid to go in by myself anyway - but I shot a few photos through the windows that weren't boarded up.

I don't know why the house sits abandoned and decaying now except that maybe something in there doesn't want company.

Looking through the window of the kitchen. It's hard to tell if it (look at the backsplash behind the stove) was vandalized with red spray paint or was just remodeled very poorly.

Looking through the window into the den / living room.

This "TOT FINDER" sticker was placed on my bedroom window at the insistence of my always-worried grandmother. I don't sleep in there anymore but 36 years later, the sticker remains.

Looking through the window of the master bathroom. Occasionally, I would shower in here instead of in the hall bathroom. This shower was barely larger than a phone booth and there was a broken piece of tile sticking out near the bottom that (to me) resembled a severed snake body. Anytime I showered in here, I was always afraid that if I closed my eyes snakes would crawl up out of the drain and bite my feet.