The Drive To Cry Baby Bridge: A Horror Story

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Cry Baby Bridge is a local legend in my hometown of Carmi, Illinois. The stories of this bridge have been passed down from generation to generation. Our parent always warned us not to go to the bridge after dark. A young women once hung her child, and then proceeded to hang herself from the bridge. On any given night you can hear the cries of a baby who is struggling for its life. Those who have been brave enough to go out there have horror stories of the things that happened. This bridge is in the middle of nowhere with the nearest town being Carmi, and the closer you get to the bridge the less cell phone signal you have till you reach the bridge and have no signal. The drive to Cry Baby Bridge involved mainly country roads. Of course I…show more content…
We stop talking for a second only to hear the cries of a baby. It sounded as if the baby was right below actually hanging beneath the bridge. At the same it felt like someone was breathing on me, and the air got even colder than before. At the same time that this is going on, I look up to my friends and see that Kenley’s hair looks as if she had rubbed a balloon for hours. It looked like something out of a creepy Halloween movie. While this is all going on the car lights are still flashing at us. All I heard after that was the screams of Arwen as she is suddenly pushed, nearly off the bridge. I quickly react, and grab her to keep her from falling into the cold, rock filled water below. Once we got her away from the edge we quickly ran off the bridge. Once we got back to the bridge we noticed that the windows of the car had been rolled down. At this point we didn’t care about how they got down, all we were worried about was getting out of there. Once we all got in the car, we attempted to start the car. At first the car sounded like it had a dead battery. But finally, after multiple attempts it…show more content…
The car would not go, and none of the electronics in the car would work either. We were just sitting there in silence. All I could think about was how we were going to get out of this terrible place. It was as if our life was flashing before our eyes. Suddenly the radio turns back on. Jingle bells is playing and the music was turned up as loud as it goes. Immediately we all scream. We were all speechless and didn’t know what to do. Jingle Bells only played for a short time and then the radio just went to static. It was as if we would never get out this
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