The once jam-packed roads that led to Bradford was frail and no longer able to support anything or anybody without the risk of collapsing under their weight. Gardens once looked after and trimmed to perfection were now rough and overgrown, returning back to their chaotic natural state.
Remnants of packages and magazines still lay at some of the doorsteps, unopened and long forgotten. At least the animals got some use out of them. Broken roof tiles lay in the streets and gardens and crusty, dry paint faded from walls and fences.
Bradford, once a peaceful and growing community had all but faded away from history. An eerie silence had taken over and was only interrupted by the cracking of wood in the wind and the occasional bird who had made its home in one of the many collapsed roofs.
The scents of fresh bread, various fruits and all sorts of other foods once filled the air of the market place. Now there’s only the fresh air from the nearby forests to enjoy, as well as the occasional animal droppings that ruin it.
No matter how you looked at it this town was an eerie sight to behold. Lives forgotten, perhaps completely ruined and there was barely anything to show for it. But even though many buildings had found a new purpose there was just no way this town’s former self could ever be restored.What was once a wide avenue that led to Gormsey was torn to pieces by the elements. Grass filled the labyrinth of cracks and sand covered whatever was left. The crisp and clean looking town now looked more like a jungle as trees and gardens grew beyond their now unkempt boundaries.
Doors were broken, rotten and in most cases barely a door at all. Whether this was the work of looters, animals or the elements was unclear, but it didn’t really matter. Dry rot, vines and other undesired vegetation had taken the place of paint on most buildings and created their own kind of decoration.
Gormsey, once rich with life, hopes, dreams and aspirations was now a mere distant memory of better times. The many voices of a once bustling community were replaced with the many voices of wild animals and stray pets that had made this town their new home.
Noble men and women were once called upon from the fire station, ready to save whoever needed saving. Unfortunately this town couldn’t be saved. Funnily enough it was mostly cats that had made this station their home.
No matter how you looked at it this town was an eerie sight to behold. Lives forgotten, perhaps completely ruined and there was barely anything to show for it. But even with all the animals that lived here now and made this town their new home you couldn’t escape the feeling that so much had been lost forever.
