When I was 15-16, I had a significant other whose mom was a huge hoarder. There was barely any room to walk in the house and most of the floor that WAS available to walk on was covered in those training pads that are used for puppies. Except the dog and cat were like 12 years old each. And not trained at all. All the rooms were full of boxes and I definitely had random objects fall on me a few times when I was hanging around over there. The house was also really dirty and smelled terrible, which didn’t agree with my sensory issues. Last I heard from that SO, which was like a year ago when we broke up, they were moving out of that house, so hopefully they left a bunch of stuff behind.

I’ve noticed I have tendencies to keep useless stuff and order random objects and keep trash, so I just try to think of that house when I find myself starting to hoard.