WNP:

"I'm sure that's an urban legend..."


The group sat around the bonfire, gazing into the fire and watching the sparks fly from the charred logs.  Each person is lost in the storytelling.  "There once was a girl, who jumped from the covered bridge, just over there," said Billy pointing in the general direction of the bridge, which is no longer covered.  "She climbed to the top of the roof of the bridge, and jumped, headfirst.  They say she broke her neck in the fall."  Everyone remained quiet, staring into the glowing embers. 

"Why did she jump, why did she want to end her life?"

Billy took a moment to look everyone in they eye before he answered.  he fire crackled and creaked as the wood burned. "Well,"  he said, 'that's a good question...some say she was in love and her father and mother wouldn't let her marry the young man.  She was heart broken.  He was said to be from the wrong side of the tracks.  She haunts the very woods we are in, she roams the woods looking for her lost love.  At midnight, the time she jumped, a fog covers the bridge, thick as soup, and eerie sounds can be heard from the general direction of the bridge, she's looking for him.

They all sat motionless, looked about, and wrapped themselves tighter agains the eerie cold that began to embrace them.  They looked at the bridge and saw wisps of white fog.  No one said a word for a moment.  Then Billy chimed in and said bliethly, "I'm pretty sure that's just an urban legend."