The mad bloke. Shoulde I listen to him?

I was about to leave my abandoned house to get some supper so I left the living room, my 'shadow figure' friend was sitting in a wicker chair at the right side of the room, and went to the garden, which was full of overgrown trees, I walked through the trees and bushes to the main gate that was locked tightly by the most refined man on Earth, I. Surprised, when I have unlocked, left and finished locking the gate and turned over, I came across a really pissed bloke. He asked me, in a shouty manner, what the foof I did in there. Then I humbly tell him in a refined manner, I was just chilling with my company. Then the bloke told me not to enter the abandoned house again. What the dooth? He acted as if he was a landowner! Since I have put my lock on that gate, the property is mine! This is my house! Humans are worse than ghosts! They are of unsound mind and attempt to tarnish the most refined man like me, to make the most handsome man like me lost his temper. I found that the humble shadow,in the house, of friendlier than many people living around here. I love how cosy that house was, especially, with the lights from the burnt wood in the fireplace and from those oil lamps of mine. There is no place like (abandoned) home.