Lydia’s Bridge

I talked about the Brown Mountain Lights last month. This month I thought I’d mention “Lydia’s Bridge.” It’s not far from where I live and I’ve driven by it many times. The road has been moved, so cars no longer go that way, but it’s easy enough to see from the new route.

The story goes that on some rainy nights a young woman in a white party dress flags down a car and asks to be taken home. She gets into the backseat and gives directions to her home. The driver heads that way but when they arrive, she has vanished from the car.

When the driver goes to the door, to find if she jumped out and to make sure she’s okay, he’s told that she was killed while walking along the road back in the 1920’s and has been trying to get home ever since. (Here’s where I admit that back when I was writing X-Files fanfic, I used this legend for one of my stories- The Girl Under the Bridge)

I wrote a ghost story after I went pro as well – check out Wraith’s Heart

 

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