windham maine haven road by the hubcap garage

by allison
(gray maine )

growing up on haven road was relatively ordinary but the house I lived in was anything but that. it must have had something to do with the land because our house was new and growing up there well if you didn't believe in ghost this place would make you. maybe it was because I was a sensitive child but I really don't know why they singled me out they appeared to my mom and dad and sister but not as much as they harassed me. maybe it was because I spent more time in the woods exploring the area around highland lake I don't know but first let me tell you their were three two men and a woman. it began when I was about six and I woke up suddenly from a very really like dream ran down the hall placed my hand on my chest and said I'm alive why did I do that I don't know but things began happening after that. I would see a shadow of a man standing in my bedroom door way at night silhouetted against the night light. one early morning I woke up to see a swirling white mist above my bed. much like a hurricane picture you'd see on those Doppler radars. this turned toward me and had two glowing red eyes. I freaked ran down the hall to father who was doing paperwork in the kitchen and exclaimed dad do you see it look look but he never looked up and after it had turn to stare at me from my bedroom it disappeared. then one day my parents had gone out and left me home alone. I was old enough to be by myself but I wasn't by my self. I had the horrifying feeling I wasn't alone and who ever was in the house with me didn't like me very much. I ran down the hall and hid beside the house away from the windows so they couldn't see me. this is what I heard a mans voice saying "where did she go" a woman's voice "she's outside hiding by the house she doesn't think we can see her" a mans voice "should go get her" the woman "no she will come back inside". who they were I do not know but that conversation is forever etched in my mind. then one day as I was playing sick from school because school back then wasn't any better then home I got up began waking across the living room and something pushed me hard down to the floor and proceeded to keep there with a finger in my lower back that felt like a burning hot poker. as I lay there on the floor scared out of my mind I heard foot steps coming up the stairs not knowing what to do I did the only thing I could do and said Jesus help me and in a second all was normal as it was nothing out of the ordinary. lastly but believe me there is a lot more to tell I was making lunch one day and I heard what I thought was my father say what are you doing. making a sandwich you want one I replied no answer. I turned around to look dad was sleeping in his chair sleeping very soundly because he was sucking in the drapes snoring. ok that was weird I said then I heard it again this time I looked down to see the hairs on my arm standing straight out. I thought at first static electricity but I was no where near the stove. then much louder "what are you doing" and I turned around to see a man standing in the kitchen against the far wall dressed in a blue soldiers uniform fading from the feet up. he had a furrowed brow expression on his face he was looking down toward the floor looking down as if upset by something. he had red hair and a mustache and beard high forehead I didn't know what to do I blinked a few times and he was gone if any one has any answers to what I experienced growing up please tell me. why me why did they choose me to communicate with the most our address then was 28 haven road the house was red then but since has been painted blue. I'm not sure if the new owners have had any strange experiences but who knows haven road is a lot more built up now then it was back then more houses but the old junk road is still there a road my sister and I often explored and found lots of old bottles and rusted metal things why it was called the junk road please tell me anybody if you have any information about this area I would love to know