Beyond The Bridgewater Triangle With Kristen Evans

By Kristen Good In January of 1886, a Middleboro schoolhouse temporarily closed its doors due to panic over a ghost. The ghost--believed to be that of a young boy who died from traumatic injuries after a "severe flogging"-- had a reputation for helping children who were in danger of being punished by the teacher, even assisting the children in solving math problem by writing out the arithmetic in phantom writing mysteriously appearing on the chalkboard.  But when Miss Nancy Butler--a young woman who lived a short distance from the school--claimed that the ghost chased her home from work one night, joining her as she passed by the small school house, the children's fear grew into an all out panic. One local newspaper reported on January 28, 1886, "Miss Nancy Butler, a young woman living a short distance below the school house, tells her shop mates at the straw works that no longer ago than one week the ghost escorted her while passing down the road by the school

"You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension - a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into...the Twilight Zone." If there is any place that one could compare to the Bridgewater Triangle, the Twilight Zone would be it. The stories that hail from this bizarre area as strange and diverse as story lines from the "Twilight Zone!" Here are some of the creepiest stories eye witnesses have ever sent to me. 2014 Now, let me go with this. I am a writer and a student, in a way, of the Hockomock Swamp. I have attached here a link to a story I wrote on the swamp that ran in Boston Globe South a number of years ago. I have also attached here a photo of a path through the swamp. I know about the fascination people across America have with the Hockomock Swamp, and the Bridgewater Triangle, in which the s

Many of the "otherworldly" encounters people experience in Bridgewater Triangle happen on dark, wooded country roads. My very unique first experience of the Bridgewater Triangle happened on the midnight-darkened roads of Bridgewater, Middleboro and Lakeville. I knew nothing about the Bridgewater Triangle at the time. It was 1989. I was living in Hanson and a new friend from Bridgewater and I went to movies in Brockton. I dropped her off around 11:45 and she gave me directions to the only gas station that was open, as I had just realized I was on empty. After driving for about 25 minutes I knew I was lost. Dreadfully lost. And was about to run out of gas at any second. I had no idea where I was, let alone where the gas station was. It was just one dark street after another. I looked at the gas gauge and now I was below empty. My heart was pounding and fear started seizing me. No payphones in sight. In the middle of nowhere. That is where my car was going to run out of g

Most residents of Taunton and Rehoboth frown upon the national attention their towns have gained as being among the most active paranormal areas in the country. Try visiting such famed haunted sites as Shad Factory Pond and Palmer River Burial Ground and neighbors will come right out their houses and ask you to leave. Residents will come right out and ask you what you are you doing there. They know exactly what you are doing here. But you feel you have to hide your agenda. You can try to tell them that you are bird watching or from a Historical Society, but they won’t buy it. The police that arrive about 30 seconds after you get to Taunton State Hospital seem a little more understanding of your curiosity, as long as you are polite and honest. But they still will demand that you leave…and in timely fashion. Next, you want to next visit the famed Hornbine School in Rehoboth, a “haunted” site that makes it’s way into virtually every book and article about the subject of paranormal ac