This story was told to me by my Dad. He had heard the legend growing up, so he and his friends (possibly his
cousins, I don't really remember) went to "check it out."
They went to an old bridge (its now closed), from what he
told me, they went there and turned off the car on the
bridge. They got out and looked around. At the corner of the
bridge was a dark hairy-like figure. When they rushed back
to the car and tried to start it, it wouldn't start. Finally
a couple of them decided to get out and try to push the car,
considering this was my dads car and he took great care of
it, they knew it wasn't the car. As soon as the car was
pushed off of that particular spot it started right up. Of
course, they barely gave the two who pushed enough time to
get in, before they were squalling away.
From what my Dad told me they kept a very wary eye on the
figure, although it never made an attempt to come at them,
it gave them a very uneasy feeling. My dad has never been
back, and won't tell me how to get there. All he asks is
that if I somehow find out I won't go alone or at night.
The legend goes, that a very long time ago, before women
could work and support themselves, there was a newly wed
couple. After they had been married barely a year the woman
gave birth to a little baby girl. Not long after, her husband left her and her baby and left them with nothing.
Some say the man left because he hadn't wanted a baby, others say it was because it was a girl. I've even heard he
left her for another woman in another town. Still, no matter the reason the woman and baby had no
food, no money, and no way to survive. The woman searched for someone to care for her child, she told them she had to go away to find money. Everyone had heard of what had happened to her and refused to take a "bastard" child.
Knowing full well she had nowhere to get money, she took her baby, went to the nearest bridge, and jumped off, with
her baby in her arms.
My dad told me that at night around a late hour you can
hear a woman moaning and a baby crying. If you turn your
car off on the right spot (barely over half way) that your
car won't start (supposedly where they jumped). And on a
clear night you can see the demon-like figure that guards
their souls. Keeping them trapped for all time for the
mother's wrong doing.
I don't know how much was really true, but I do know
this, my Dad is a very down- to- earth person. He never
claimed to believe in ghosts and, as far as I know, has
never pulled-my-leg, so to speak, without telling me about
it afterwards.
He never told me this story until I was
16yrs old, and almost refuses to repeat it. I'm now 20 and a
Mom myself now and I've heard the story only three times
from him. (That is what happened to him personally)
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