It was late in the afternoon and my friends and I had nothing to do. We sat on the porch joking around and teasing each other but mostly we were bored. We started talking a bit and then a lot somehow our conversation drifted towards the hanging bridge, a story our parents would tell us to scare us into not wondering around at night. We new the story was fake even though the bridge was real.
Apparently criminals would be hung down from the rails sticking out and at exactly midnight a foul beast would come to swoop them up. And if a living soul would ever see this creature they would be greeted with the most horrendous of deaths. We started jabbering about how we would get there and what we would do when we got there.
After lots of talking we finally agreed to pretend to go to jeremy's house for a sleepover (His parents were always away) At exactly 11 pm we set foot into the forest there was a trail that people used to get there. It was quite obvious because of all the trampled leaves and the footprints.
We finally reached the bridge nearing midnight. We peered down into the mist nothing well what were we expecting a big monster? Just as we were about to leave a scream echoed behind me. Guys were is Charlie?? Another scream, WERES CHRIS. I looked at david and said to him “Whatever you do don’t look behind you when I say go RUN” “O-O-o-k” he was obviously scared and cold. “GO!” I shouted he took one step and he was gone. Then I was…
The End
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