The Scary Bridge
The Bridge [1] @shantellewrites June 28th, 2025, 9:21PM This is the scariest bridge I’ve ever crossed in my life, so I knew I’d write about it one day–while I was still on it. Before I pulled off, I selected the blue map route furthest to the right with the shortest time. Now I know, if you don’t see highway route icons, and just a blob of green, you won’t be driving anywhere near civilization. I took twists and turns onto dirt roads and was tempted to push the gas to 100, to speed by the endless corn fields and farmhouses. As I twisted and turned down roads with no streetlamps, the sky seemed to turn black in an instant. There was no one really driving on these back roads late at night, except for what I assumed to be the occasional local. I found comfort driving behind someone who knew the way, focusing on their headlights instead of the tall menacing trees and darkness that surrounded me. Not looking up, I followed the lights about 2 cars ahead of me onto a narrow road. There’s...
