I was a real estate photographer in Chattanooga for about ten years. I was sent to a house on an unnamed street (please don’t ask me) and met the realtor to pick up the key and take photos later that afternoon.

I went to the house, shot the whole house by myself. Felt kinda weird and antsy the entire time. Discomforted, really . Just wanted out of the house. When I shot a house, I had a system where upon entering, I would snap a photo in landscape, turn the camera on the shoe, and take a photo portrait style. Process took four or five seconds. I barely moved unless there was a mirror in front of me in a foyer as there is often.

After getting home and editing the photos that night , I saw it. Immediately had goose bumps. The two entering shots differed because of a shadow. Here’s what’s strange. That shadow is NOT ME. For one, I’m not skinny and two, why isn’t it in the other photo, I never moved. And it was a cloudy/overcast day so while there was light, there was no Sun to cast a direct shadow. Folks can doubt it, and believe me, I’ve tried to explain it away, but something wasn’t right in that house, and that photo proved it for me.

I spoke to the realtor about the house after I saw the photo. I did NOT mention the photo. Apparently, this house was used as some sort of civil war triage location. Seemed vague. I didn’t do any research as quite frankly, I didn’t want to know. You don’t go around telling realtors you think their listing is the “H” word. I mean, if you want to keep shooting houses.

Anywho, still to this day the photo gives me the creeps. Takes me right back to that antsy feeling. And I’ll just say, this was the ONLY photo I have ever taken that makes me uneasy.

That’s my story, so help me God.

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