Gah!

I haven't lived in this house for almost eleven years and it still haunts me from time to time. It's almost like I'm being called back and I know I'm fighting it. I don't want to go back becaus there is almost nothing there. Yes the house is still there, but the people who used to live nearby have moved on or moved out. So I'm not entirely sure why I feel called back. I know I'm not the only one in the family who has felt that pull.

Any time I get pulled back to the house it's almost always to the basement room and my old room, even though I've called most of the rooms there "my bedroom" at one point or another. So why? It's not like I can go back anyway, I mean from what my sister and I have seen- the old pool in the backyard has been ripped up and there is only yard there. And I have no idea what the inside looks like now. Well, structually I do, but I'm certain there's nothing left of what used to be there paint-wise. So why is this location calling me back even after all this time?