My father committed suicide 4 years ago in his home after my step mother left. Shortly after his death my old next door neighbor told me that my step mother was over the house doing a lot of work, and that there was a for sale sign up in 2009. I looked up the house and it looked totally different, nothing like the house that I grew up in. Well recently I decided to look up who owns the home and I looked them up on FB. Don't worry, I didn't contact them. I was just curious to see who is living there now. The husband and wife a few public albums, mainly of their daughter around the house. I got a little depressed while looking at the pictures, but at the same time I was happy. I was happy to see that a seemingly nice family moved in. They're both college graduates, they travel, and they have an adorable little girl. I guess the mother bakes cakes because she posted an adorable Dr Seuss cake that she made for their little girls 1st birthday. I was really nervous that trash would have bought the house because the neighborhood is going down hill, but I was pleasantly surprised. Is this a creeper move on my part? I have zero intentions of ever contacting these people or becoming a stalker, I was just curious.:oops:
not creepy.. just curious...
id be afraid to move in where someone killed themselves.. bad energy man.
Nah I've always wondered what my old house I grew up in looks like now and I would prob. do the same. I know who lives there but I don't know them enough to ask to look inside haha.
if it was all public then you did nothing wrong. after my grandpa died, we had to sell my grandma's house to her annoying neighbors next door and put her in a nursing home :( they totally tore it down and built a duplex in its spot, and another house right beside it where my tree house used to be. I won't drive down that street anymore. at least you know a good family bought your house.
Isn't that what fb is good for? Lol. Being nosey. I use it partly for that purpose :) I don't think its creepy unless u start contacting them out printing out pics or something
Quoting ☮ Phuket:" not creepy.. just curious... id be afraid to move in where someone killed themselves.. bad energy man."
When my dad bought the house it was from the daughter of the woman who owned it. The lady passed away in her favorite chair, they found her a few days later. My dad actually kept the chair, he was a weirdo like that lol. I believe her husband also passed away in the home, so at least 2 people died in the house if not 3.
Quoting Mandy and her girls!~:" Nah I've always wondered what my old house I grew up in looks like now and I would prob. do the same. I know who lives there but I don't know them enough to ask to look inside haha."
What is creepy is that I used to drive by there and sit after he died, after these people had already bought the house. It wasn't like I wanted to meet them, I just felt better going to the house rather than my fathers grave. Like I said, I know that's creepy, but whatever...it helped me. I couldn't even imagine asking them if I could take a look inside, I wouldn't even know what to say.
Not creepy. I know for a fact that me and my two sisters have all at one time or another driven by the house we grew up in to check out the changes. They cleared the land and all kinds of other changes.
My older sister pulled into the driveway to turn around and the teenage son that lives there now came out to talk to her, then he invited her and her kids to come look around inside and everything lol. It sounds more creepy writing it here than how she told me about it. But I thought that was cool. I would have liked to see it. When I dream about being "at home" it's often in that house.
I dont think its creepy at all. I still live in the house I grew up in from age 3 and well I am 29. But I am sure if I didnt live here (and my parents didnt) I would look it up too.
Quoting J+D=4:" if it was all public then you did nothing wrong. after my grandpa died, we had to sell my grandma's house ... [snip!] ... it where my tree house used to be. I won't drive down that street anymore. at least you know a good family bought your house."
That is so depressing. DH and I looked at a house recently and there was an old wooden play house out back. My husband was saying if we bought the house that would be the first thing to go, I told him we couldn't and that we'd just have to rebuild it. I also found 3 or 4 little hand prints along with a dog's paw print pressed into the concrete under the house with the kids' and dog's names. I feel like after seeing that I couldn't tear down the play house even though I have zero connection to the people who lived in the house, it just made me feel bad for some reason.
I think it's a total "creeper" move, but that's why facebook has privacy settings. If they don't want creepers, they have that option. And I'd probably do the same. I'm always looking at random pictures, and profiles of people when I get bored.
Quoting Chuck Bass:" Not creepy. I know for a fact that me and my two sisters have all at one time or another driven by the ... [snip!] ... it. But I thought that was cool. I would have liked to see it. When I dream about being "at home" it's often in that house."
It doesn't sound creepy, it actually sounds really awesome and sweet of the kid. I'm sure he will never know what he did for her by allowing her to see the inside of the house again. I wanted so badly to buy the house when I found out that it was for sale, but that would have never happened. DH was in the Navy and already had orders to leave, and my husband thought it was a horrible idea considering that my dad died there. Now looking back I'm glad we didn't, but at the time I really, really wanted it at the time.
I always wonder about my old house that I grew up in. I went by it about 4 years ago. If I move away from here, I want to stop by and see it, one more time. I actually miss it there.
Well thanks, ladies. I nice to hear that I'm not a total weirdo for doing this, lol.:lol:
Quoting 624582:" That is so depressing. DH and I looked at a house recently and there was an old wooden play house out ... [snip!] ... play house even though I have zero connection to the people who lived in the house, it just made me feel bad for some reason."
yeah when my grandpa bought the land originally it had an old school house on it. when they tore the school house down, they used the good bricks to make their house, and the ones that were left over went to make a play house. in the end each of the sibling (my mom and her 6 brothers and sisters) got one of these bricks handed down to them.