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I left. The park has new owners, and most of the people I knew have since moved. If you camp there and you wake up with all your lights on and the cupboards open, he is just having fun.
Submitted by Kim
Categories: eyes, camp, truck, smoke, dogs
I've been living in Windsor for a majority of my life, about ten years of it, but it was only in early 2011 that I actually went to look around. I, after going around a bit, stumbled onto a road known as Bark Street. It's a trailer park situated in, what I at least believe, to be an old abandoned motel. Later I found a hole in the wooden fence that surrounded a large portion of the trailer park. I wanted to go through so badly, but I decided against it. Three years later I finally decided to check it out. It was night, so I got a flashlight and walked over to Bark Street. As I was walking, I heard footsteps, walking to the right of me. I looked over, yet no one was there. The footsteps stopped right next to me, before they got on the sidewalk. I, admittedly, was a bit shaken, but I had made up my mind. I was going to see what was behind the fence.
I found the hole; only it wasn't quite a hole. It was a door. I opened it, and I went through another road. I wouldn't find out until later that the road did have a name. It was known as Raintree Street. I walked down the road, excited that I was finally in something that had eluded and puzzled me for so long, but I was also afraid. The area around me began to get a little forested, and in that forest was a little lavatory, not used in years by the looks of it. It was pitch black in there, and it sent a chill up my spine. I shined my light on it, just in case something came out. I walked further in, hoping that there was another exit on the other side. I was wrong. It was a dead end, so I was forced to go back.
After passing the lavatory of nightmares, I began to see things. I don't know if it was my eyes playing tricks on me, or me mistaking something else for what it was, or the fear finally getting to me. It looked like a woman with black hair and pale skin with a white dress on the right side of the road. She was behind some trees, then I looked to the left, and there she was again. By then I just wanted to go home, so I just made a beeline to where I had come in. I would have left, but I forgot where exactly the exit was. For about twenty minutes I was searching, walking and wondering. Finally, at one point I had a sudden bit of clarity hit me, and I found the exit. After that I went home. If whomever reads this decides that they wish to experience what I did, make sure you have a friend with you. That place at night is, to say the least, unnerving.
Submitted by WV
Categories: trailer_park, forest, eyes, hill, tree
I was recently staying in Windsor for the past weekend. The resort was beautiful and things seemed great until night. I woke up for a drink of water around 2 am and had to walk to the kitchen area for water and not wanting to turn on all the lights I used my iPhone flashlight to walk to the kitchen area. As I passed through the hallway I got the feeling that I was not alone and someone was watching me.
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