At Thompson Park, there is a ghostly duo, witnesses say. Local legend has it that a grandfather killed his granddaughter a couple decades ago by tossing her off the cliff near Scarborough Cemetery. Then, he threw himself off as well. Their ghosts have been seen in the park. Another local legend tells about a cave, called by some Satan’s Cave, within the park’s forests. Growling can be heard and an angry presence felt by those who enter. It is said to lead to hell–and beware, those who go too far in will be taken straight to the evil place.
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Geographic Information
- Address:
- Lawrence Ave and Brimley Road
Toronto, ON, Canada
Get Directions » - GPS:
- 43.757087991536885, -79.2534030677416
- Region:
- Toronto Division
- Nearest Towns:
- Brimley, ON (1.6 mi.)
Scarborough Township, ON (1.8 mi.)
Agincourt, ON (1.9 mi.)
Scarborough, ON (2.7 mi.)
Scarborough Junction, ON (2.8 mi.)
Don Mills, ON (4.3 mi.)
Leaside, ON (6.9 mi.)
Markham, ON (7.6 mi.)
York Mills, ON (8.2 mi.)
Willowdale, ON (8.3 mi.)
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I was in highschool, early 90s, I lived near by. My cousin and I would often go for walks late at night, hiding smoking from our parents. One night we took the path from brimorton drive that lead to st. Andrews church and cemetery, we stood outside of the wrought iron fence of the cemetery talking, it was a clear night, you can see the stars and the moon, no clouds in sight. My cousin said, ” hey let’s hop the fence a steal a tombstone” I didn’t love the idea. We hopped the fence, the sky went completely dark and the rain poured from the skies, we hopped back over the fence as fast as we could and ran straight home, with our hearts beating so fast. I am still scared to drive down that road, because I will never forget that fear, and I am 51 years old. You just don’t forget something like that