Folklore Friday...First Edition!

I am *so* excited to  be debuting this new little series on my blog!  Each week one of my awesome readers and friends will regale tales of legends and lore from their home towns.  To start the series off is the lovely Amanda.  Take it away Amanda!

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Hi there!  I'm Amanda, also know as The Fancy Lady Gourmet.  I'm a baker by profession and an avid blogger, where my focus is on fashion and baked delights.  I'm a super girly girl but as most people who know me well know I have a big love for anything creepy, weird and paranormal as well.

In the 4th grade I moved from an urban area to a more rural setting (it's actually on a mountain)...the town is called West Milford.  I lived there for 13 years until we had to sell our house. When I first moved there I hated it so much.  I didn't want to live in this hicktown, but as I got older I ended up really loving it.  It's very beautiful up there and also very spooky on the long, windy, unlit roads at night.  Our town was most known for a road called Clinton Road.  They even featured it on the Travel Channel as one of the creepiest roads in America.  You can check out more info on this road here.  We took countless trips down that road at night and oddly enough the creepiest experience I had was during broad daylight on a sunny day.  The road is really long and once you're on it, it seems like the road will never end.  There are crazy turns that you don't see coming and it can be really dangerous. This is probably where a lot of car crash ghost stories came from. 

 Well, back to the sunny day!  I was actually driving on the road with my mom and this white old pickup truck appeared almost out of nowhere behind us.  They kept driving up really close and swerving, I think to try and scare us.  I couldn't make out who was driving but they didn't quit...it was like they wanted to run us off the road.  Then coming the other way another car appeared!  When we turned around the truck behind us was gone and there was no way he could have turned anywhere. 

The road is strange because for the first mile on both sides there are houses and it seems like any other road...and then nothing.  No houses, just a lake, trees, and the bridge where there is a legend about a little girl who died there.  It's said if you stop your car and throw a quarter in the creek she will throw it back.  The one time we tried that we ended up getting pulled over by a cop who harrassed up for being on the road, haha!  

There is also said to be a witches cult in the back woods and also home to the KKK.  If you go to the lake and wander off you can see what looks like abandoned houses in the distance and that's where they are said to hang out, but who knows. The road is very creepy even during the day, I wouldn't wanna be on it alone.  

Our town in general is said to house a lot of creepy stories.  It used to be a mining town or something along those lines.  Up until a few years back there was a road with 6 or so abandoned houses, it was like a mini ghost town.  Kids would say all the houses still had stuff in it and one had a dinner table set up like the people were going to come back at any time.  Nobody ever has an answer to what happened and why they were empty.  They eventually knocked it down and built big new houses. 

And that is my tale!

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Very creepy!!  I think it's so interesting how Amanda mentioned the "ghost truck" experience.  My grandma and mom have told me of a story very similar to that which happened to them years ago at a neighbouring Native Reservation.  EEEK!

Alright, ladies and gents!  Do you have an interesting tale from where you live?  Shoot me an e-mail if you'd like to have it featured!  eeegadserin (at) gmail (dot) com.  I can't wait for next Friday and for some more creepy stories!

Much love,

~E