oh the smell,

when she opened the door, the smell of stale dog urine and other extriment hit her like a ton of bricks. yeah she was sure it was more than likely more shades of illegal for her to step into that house but the curiostiy killed the cat. For months everyone in the neighborhood had silently wondered what exactly was going on in that house. And on daily bases the story became more and more strange. There was a mom and teenage son living there with the mom's boyfriend, but then suddenly the boyfriend was gone and the mom was only home at odd hours at night. NOone was really sure as to what the mom did for living, but for a while she seemed to maintain her life. Her son was very obviously selling drugs of some sort to support his own habits. There were times when the steady stream of cars coming and going from their house became too much for the neighbors. there were times when tense words were said and the stream abated, only to start again later. And so it went ebb and flow, some deals being made out in public. what never quite stopped were the speculations about the conditions inside this home. Most neighbors would pray that it was not so bad maybe just a little messy but nothing that some hard cleaning could not fix. There were however the few that had actually witnessed what really was going on. Now that all was said and done, and the house was totally abandoned, the truth could be revealed. The first strong odor that her nose recognized was the stale smell of dog urine. The exact location of this offender was not clear but it seemed to be oozing from every inch of the tiled floor. the next offender was the stale smell of trash and rotting food. Her addrenalin rushed brain reminded her to be careful of the possibility that there would be piles of dog crap waiting to be stepped in. With heart beating faster, she held on to the wall to navigate between the mounds. The floor underneath her was slippery and tretcherous. wondering exactly how she woud explain her presence here if anyone should come in, she made her way into the kitchen. There were mounds of unwashed dishes along with rotting food and dirty coffe mugs. she could hear the roaches scurring around and by now her nose was sending off warning signals that it had about had its fill of these possible bio hazards. she then made her way into where the living room once had been. Now it was just another room full of trash, dirty plates and empty beer bottles. Under the layers of trash she could feel and see more urine and crap that the poor dogs who once had inhabited this home had left it. Living room had once held a beautiful sectional couch, a big screen TV, nice arm chairs and a dinette. Now, everything was full of trash, dirty and worn. something inside her promted her to start walking towards the stairs. the stairs were still covered with carpet that at one point may have been brown. Now they were just one huge spot of dog urine. The smell was almost overpowering. Her adrenaline was starting to wear off and her lungs were begging for some fresh air. stumbling, but terminded she made her way upstairs, dogging the lakes and lakes of dog urine and whatever else was spilled on the dingy carpet. The bedrooms were equally trashed with mounds and mounds of dog crap separated by lakes of dog urine. Now her lungs were in emergency mode, struggling to give her oxygen. Now feeling light headed, she ran downstairs, hoping to get out of this horrible home before her lungs gave out.

When the daylight and fresh air finally filled her eyes and her lungs both stung from the suddness of it all. careful to close to door behind her, she ran as fast as her trembling legs would take her away from this horrible place. while running she wondered how it was possible for someone to spend any lenght of time in that home. and how exactly did things get so bad.