35. Spook Hill Road
One night, I was driving up a local road called Spook Hill Road and telling my girlfriend why it’s called Spook Hill Road. I was making up some silly ghost story as I went along, trying to impress her. But, as I pull up to the top of the hill, I see this glowing woman with a six-foot-tall white German shepherd. They’re not walking. It’s more like they’re gliding across the road. My girlfriend didn’t see a thing.
A year later, I was talking with some older people in the town. They told me about a ghost lady and her giant ghost dog. Where do these two haunt? Spook Hill Road. Seriously creepy.
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