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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In a sleepy old hamlet in Northeastern Maine on old Knob Hill Road, there is a house, a very old house,Victorian I think with with what looks like old bell towers on either end But they aren't really bell towers at all, I guess you could say they look like spooky old watch towers, or if your imagination were to run away old dungeon towers, none the less spooky. It's been said that strange things have happened in that old house over many years, many, many years Sightings of ghosts and apparitions, paranormal things that of owners past perhaps, screams in the night There are those who say, they saw lights on over those many years, but really that would mean man made There has been no electricity there in two decades or has it? No one can really say for sure, alive that is! All these sightings have only been seen from the front gate and some from the back gate as well, no-one has ever entered there has been no-one alive past the front gates in a long time Not in the house on old Knob Hill Road. So, when I arrived in that sleepy little hamlet my first stop was the Police station, well they call it constables office I didn't know any of those still existed anymore, I guess it shows that old practices still do exist, I guess! I wanted permission to enter that old house, on Old Knob Hill Road I was really looking for the owner and figured this was a start what I was met with was bewilderment and laughter all of which was at my expense, They all thought I was nuts I guess I met up with Constable Danforth, Chief Constable, actually the only one. He said in his quaint New England accent, Thar hasn't been a soul on that property in nearly eighty yaars now. The town owns the property and the house, we wanted to tear it down, but couldn't. I asked why of course, Well no-one will go near the old place say it's haunted and evil, things like that. Well I said that is exactly what I am here to find out, that's what I do. Search for hauntings and evil places to prove reality or fiction. Please don't mind the mis-spellings they are for accent purposes only, such as yaars is actually years...Maine style..Continued in Pt. 2
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