Ghost Encounter in Rural Maine
In the mid 1990s I was doing property preservation (securing foreclosed houses) throughout New England. I would be on the road for 3 days straight, some times in rural Maine. I would stay in the house I was at, at the end of a 14 hour day, to save money on a hotel.
This one house, in Hamden, Maine, keep in mind these homes have no utilities, all have been disconnected. This one house was a former large turn of the century farm house remarkably clean with fresh paint. I would seek out the higher rooms, usually the 2nd floor, because the days warmth would stay in those rooms longer. Even in the summer the nights can get brisk.
Anyway this night I fell asleep about 9pm, and suddenly I was awakened by the sound of banging on the front door down stairs. I was not in a good mood being very tired, from the days labor, and I hurried …
