This house was owned by a mean old man and his old mangy dog who didn't want to have any neighbors so he built this house a few miles out of town. While building the house the mangy dog died, and the old man buried him in the front yard. A year after the house was completed the old man past away because he was so lonely without his best friend the mangy old flea bag. He didn't have any relatives to inherit the house, and it has been abandoned ever since he past away. It was going to be demolished, but it would cost too much so they just left it there to rot away. Nobody goes there other than some kids that are occasionally taking dares to go into the house. Once in a while the college fraternity will make their pledges spend a night in the house for their initiation.
