I had decided to take a trip last year down witch's road. My boyfriend (ex now haha), brother, and friend were all squished into my Volkswagen Jetta.
Driving down the bone roads, we passed the Witch's tree. Continuing down the winding roads, we finally reached a dirt road. As if the roads weren’t creepy enough, the dirt road and lack of illumination added to the eeriness of the area. I proceeded to drive down the road. If you continue, you pass the entrance to what used to be the Witch’s house. There’s a long barbed wire fence surrounding what used to be an old asylum. They say if you go on the other side of the fence, you can hear screaming. I was nowhere near brave enough to jump the fence. I parked my car facing the fence, and turned my high beams on. Needless to say, that last about two seconds before I got scared and drove away.
A little further down the road, there’s a dirt road that leads up a hill. At the entrance to this road, there are two very large white gates that are always open. I’ve been on multiple excursions up witch’s road, but I had never had the courage to enter this road. Peer pressure lead me to investigate what awaited at the top of this hill. It used to be the home of the parking lot to the asylum. Driving slowly up the dirt road, I made sure to avoid as many holes and rocks as possible. Plastered to one of the trees was a sign “Beware of Dog.” Dogs are associated with the devil, so that sign instantly gave me the chills. I had a radar detector in my car (I have a bit of a lead foot). Well, spirits have the ability to take over any electronic equipment you may have, and that is exactly what happened. My detector began beeping uncontrollably. There’s nothing out there, nor are there cops with radar on in the area. (I know many Smithfield cops). So, this freaked everyone out. We unplugged the radar detector.
We reached the top of the hill and noticed a building. My bf had been up there before, and he was shocked to see that there was a building there that had never been there before. I’m not one to trespass or break any laws, so I immediately freaked out, and turned around. I was about ¾ of the way down the hill. Out of nowhere, a suburban appeared speeding behind me. The lights were blinding. Everyone in the car was screaming at me to speed up, but I knew my Jetta would fall apart if I accelerated any more. I glanced back at my rearview mirror and noticed that the color of the suburban was white. This was easily visible since the truck was about 5 inches away from my bumper. We made it to the bottom of the hill, I took a left turn out of the entrance, sped down the dirt road and eventually reached a more populated and paved road. I swear, my driving was something straight out of “The Fast & The Furious.” My heart was racing as I drove about 50 mph around the winding, narrow roads. Witch’s road has a branch off to another road, Burlingame. Coming from the direction we were, it was in the shape of a “Y”. So, the turn was ridiculously sharp. Any other vehicle probably would have tipped over. Somehow, I miraculously made the turn. I sped up the road, seeing as the suburban had lost a bit of distance behind us. I turned off my headlights, and turned into a driveway. We could still see Witch’s road, and we all saw the Suburban continue going straight.
I have never been so afraid. I was on the verge of having an asthma attack…it was that horrifying. Everyone was impressed with my driving skills though. From that day on, I refuse to travel up witch’s road.
