Beautiful Mansion!

On October 30th of 2007, I walked up to this most BEAUTIFUL big white house, with the perfect exterior. The yard was perfectly mowed. The hedges were perfectly trimmed. The trees were perfectly placed in perfect order. There was the most incredible white picket fence I've ever seen. Everything so maintained and so organized... on the outside.
Feeling like a princess, I walk up to this most unique, most magnificent peice of artwork on February 2nd, of 2008. My breath was taken away.
Time flew by as I was walking up those granite flight of steps to the mansions pearly door.
I knocked on the door. Not once. Not twice...
On February 25th of 2009 I opened the door. The inside was dark. There was no one home. Why was it so cold? Why is the outside so beautiful, but the inside no one can see?

The construction of this house was absolutely beautiful. It was pure and so much love was poured into it to make it perfect. But this house lives 2 lives, and you can only see what's on the outside. The electricity has been turned off.

It's so cold in there. I'm scared.

No one can find a lamp or light switch no matter how hard they try. Not the owner, not the buyer, and unfortunately not even the builder.

The house had been emptied. Not by the houses choice but by the ones who once cared for it.

So as I turn away and start to walk down those granite steps, I fall down them, as if I'm going in slow motion. I could have prevented it if I were more careful and payed closer attention to my actions. And as I reach the bottom, I'm bruitally bruised. But the bruising came from me. And now I need to heal so that maybe when I try to re enter that Mansion, the lights will be on and I can give to that house the care it needs.