A house built in 1854

My plan was to take the drive today, being the first of October. I took yesterday off work. I got up early decided to go for a walk came back and had my morning coffee. I began watching some scary stories on YouTube. The time now was twelve o'clock. I was thinking should I go ahead and go today? I mean I'm not doing anything. By one o'clock I had me an ice coffee to go and headed for the highway. The time it took to get to my destination was three hours. Once in the car I was thinking was I crazy? But I've done this before so I was just listening to music with my window down. My hair blowing making it messy but I didn't care. I tend to say what I feel the day I'm living with the people I see. I never know if it will be my last. I also never tell anyone where I'm going. I don't tell them because they worry. Half way to my destination I'm listening to my music when the car in front of me slams on their brakes. I began to slam on my breaks. It was a two lane highway due to construction. I was on the left lane on my right an eighteen wheeler. I began to hit my brakes so hard that I ended making my own lane in between the car and the eighteen wheeler. Lets just say I was one lucky traveler. It could have ended rammed behind the car or under that big rig. I guess it wasn't time for me yet....again. The car in front of me wasn't paying attention because she was on her phone and slammed on her brakes. I told myself, was it meant for me to even continue my trip? Just an hour and a half more to go.

under beautiful blue skies sets a home worth saving

I passed the dirt road that led to what I was looking for. I made a u-turn and it was now three fifty. I could see it as I was driving up to it. There it was the Texas Chainsaw Massacre House. How freaking exciting after so many years of wanting to actually make the trip I finally made the journey. It wasn't the original place the home of the house was placed. It was also surrounded by a fence and cameras were put in place. There was a box of flyers telling you about the house. I could have disobeyed the privacy that they were asking to keep and gone under the fence. Since I hadn't told anyone where I was I felt that I'd be missing for days had I trespassed. People actually live on the land. The house is boarded up but it's in the process of being restored. The house is real. The actual story of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre isn't, or at least that is what they want you to believe. I don't think that if you actually had something like this happen to your family you'd want to be associated with the story. This is the house used as the prop for the movie. The house was moved from the University of Texas campus to this location when the City of Austin bought the land. To preserve the history of this house they moved it to a family farm now in Granger, Texas. It's a piece of Texas history so the plan is to conserve the house. Even though it was boarded up it was just a beautiful thing to see. Pictures were allowed. The idea of actually making the trip to see if it even existed was well worth the drive.

I went in day light don't know if I would have gone at night. I don't recommend you going alone. I take adventures by myself but if you want to explore Granger, Texas don't do it alone. Once I was an hour back home I let my sisters know I had gone on an adventure. Would I do this again....most definitely. I will always feed my wandering soul. Love this gypsy life now given. Will I ever stop? Not even close. Happy haunting to another start to a scary season. Go live and be free to do the things meant for you to see. I'm living this dream of finding what makes my wandering soul feel free.

Was it scary? No. Was it exciting? Hell yes it was. Do I need new brakes? Most definitely.

promising what may never come true

As a kid you say things to your parents that you mean with all your heart and promise them that it will come true when you are older.

I woke up early on my day off to make it out to see my sister with my dad. I don't get to go often as I should but when my dad is driving it helps. I've learned that I am unable to drive for longer than forty five minutes without falling asleep on the wheel. Dad started talking about the things that I said when I was little and I'd sit there trying to remember when I said it.

When I was very young I told them that when I was older I'd buy them a big house so that we could all live together. Little did I know that we would all have our own families. When I was young I said that I'd have all the money to take him to all the continents to travel the world. He'd always mentioned how it would be to see Germany and Paris. See their history and their museums. I promised him that I'd take him. We were pretty much reminiscing. I started to feel an emptiness in my self with the fact that I thought at such a young age I'd be taking him places by now. He said to me but you were young and you did mean what you said but things happen. Things did happen and some I'd like to have done differently.

It's the beginning of the year and I was already planning in my mind how differently I'd do the holidays when I realized it's still going to be a long year and I don't know if I'll still have a birthday myself or one more Christmas with them here. I realized that as the days go by the less time I have with my parents. My dad will be seventy years old and my mom sixty-six this year. They both still work because that is all they know to do. My dad tried the retirement thing, but didn't enjoy it. He was missing the idea that he still had to be useful. My mom can retire but says that if she can still work why not. But time is still running out.

A woman lost her husband on Christmas day this year 2016. On Christmas day, no one is ever prepared for something like this. Four days later she was telling me of his death. I believe it hadn't really set in, that fact that her husband was gone.

I hadn't noticed because I always drive my dad around. I'd drive him around, not because he couldn't, but more of the idea that I believe all parents at one point enjoy to be driven by their children. I noticed today that my dad is getting slower at driving on the freeway. He has become one of those people that get complained on for driving slow on the freeway. That his hands aren't steady on the wheel anymore. That they shake. My time is running out. My time of promises may not ever come true. He may never see that Eiffel Tower or set foot on the grounds of the holocaust concentration camps. He is a history man and is determined to buy a Pearl Harbor movie to watch. Then it hit me, I hope I can have him again this Christmas.

Maybe I will get lucky enough to take him on that promised trip.

the sixth most haunted place in Texas

we were not alone The Nutt House Hotel

As you have already heard we did a ghost tour this past weekend. We love them. Some of you think why the idea of a ghost tour? Well it's also a way of history. I really don't know how I would react if I ever saw a ghost in an actual ghost tour. I know I have witnessed them when I was younger. It never bothered me before to see one but as I got older I stopped having these encounters maybe because I would not react the same as when I was younger. As I get older the kick I get is the history in it. When you think about encountering a ghost you don't realize that you just encountered a piece of history. What is the definition or what does a ghost mean? First you would have to believe in ghost to understand the meaning. When you encounter a ghost does it give you chills of excitement or of being afraid? Is it because something still haunts where they have passed which could only mean that so many years have passed so many generations have traveled but that one ghost still remains there. That my friends makes it a part of history.  So becoming a ghost hunter for me is to try to figure out the story that led me to the ghost.

a poem by an inmate on the walll

the second floor of the jail cell

Granbury is a little over an hour from DFW. You can come and go in that one day or stay in a hotel off the beach or a haunted hotel. Granbury has it's own history. If I happen to be standing at the same place in the square (downtown) a few years back I would have been killed for being a Mexican. Did you know that Bonnie and Clyde ate a sandwich under a tree on the lawn of the courthouse as they were on the run and the sheriff missed them by minutes. Did you know that they had their first hanging outside the jail and it took him almost thirty minutes to die that the town witnessed such horrible death that they never hung another person. Did you know that Mary haunts a room at The Nutt House Hotel, number four because she owned the hotel and demands it stays clean. Did you know that a haircut from a barber was fifty cents back then and that a person didn't like his haircut sliced the Barbers throat with the cutting shears used for his haircut. Did you know that when the Barnum and Baileys came to town for the circus a little girl was watching from her window and fell to her death and the circus never went back due to remorse. Did you know that in a saloon one night three preachers of the word of god after drinking got into an argument and they shot each other. Did you know that in a funeral home they would display your deceased body at the window for people to see for fourteen days for fifty cents a day. 


So many ghost stories (history) that you just have to witness it yourself.

That day we met people from Frisco, Arlington, South Carolina, even the UK. You never think about the impact that a small town has on a person. Granbury is the sixth most haunted place in Texas. Granbury had 16 saloons and 18 brothels. Talk about some fun and trouble times. This to them was what Deep Ellum is to us. Before the tour we visited the jail. The jail no longer takes inmates but the thought of setting foot inside this building and stand inside the cell just gives you an eery feeling. How the years have passed by. As we started the night ghost tour the guide told us of an app that you upload onto your phone and you can detect any ghosts near you. The feeling of looking at your phone and it telling you that someone is just behind or in front of you makes you look up and you of course see nothing just blows your mind.

 

 

every day he gets gifts many pennies sometimes whiskey

When we take day trips like this we always make it our business to stop at the cemetery. Why? Well because we look for the times of years that they have been there. The one year when the children must have passed from a horrible epidemic. The who had the money and who didn't by if the head stone is marked. In this case we were able to see where the famous Jesse James was laid to rest.

once was a funeral home where at this window would be real dead bodies being displayed

if you open this door it will lead you to a mystery

this staircase was built without knowing it would have caused two deaths

Yes so much useless information that we are feeding our brain but it's an adventure. The unknown that once was there and now is history. So whether it's hunting ghosts or learning a piece of history I get a kick out of this stuff. Go on a ghost tour some are better than others. This being our second one was way better than our first. Sometimes it's the fact that one doesn't leave the place that they haunt just because they want their memory to live on. Go say hello, they welcome you.

As far as the app on your phone you have to ask Heather. She tried to turn it on when we got home and I told her "you better not".

Before I forget we are going to go back in May. May 18 to be exact for their second annual paranormal expo. The cost will be five dollars for a full day of mind blowing experiences. Will end at the cemetery but not for the weak. Picture yourself with total strangers just as it's getting dark at the cemetery. Well if you want to join us we can get scared together.