The Swamp Road Chronicles®
"Hands"
Dear Sally,
One night last Fall, my mom, my sister
Tibby and I were coming home from Target. It was 2 nights before Halloween, so
I asked Mom if we could go down Swamp Road, just for fun. It was a little out of
the way, but I had been hearing about Swamp Road from my classmates and I
wanted to see it. We had just moved to the area, so, I had never been on Swamp
Road. And, I wanted to tell my friends at school that I had been there. Mom
said, "OK, I guess we can."
It was dark, but Mom was with us, so I
felt plenty safe enough. And of course, we were in a locked car. Mom always
insisted that the doors be kept locked.
As we turned onto Swamp Road and began
to travel slowly down the road, I was staring intently out of the driver-side
backseat window. I was looking as hard as I could because I really wanted to
see something scary.
After a few minutes my sister reached
over and held my hand, I assumed she was a little frightened, she was 2 years
younger than I was (I was 12), and it was pretty creepy out there, so it was
understandable. I noticed that her hand was cold. We held hands for a couple of
minutes; as we neared the end of Swamp Road, I said to my mom, "Well, I
guess we aren't going to see anything tonight." Mom said, "I guess
not." I looked to the right at my sister, but she wasn't there! No one was
holding my hand either.
Then I remembered that my little sister
had been sitting in the front seat all along, I had been too focused on trying
to see something out in the swamp. And, I couldn't see her because she was so
small and the seat backs were so tall. I totally freaked out! I screamed
"Oh My God!" I kept shaking my hand as if I had something nasty on
it. I got over against my car door as far as I could. I just kept saying,
"Oh My God! Oh My God!"
Mom, of course, yelled at me to tell
her what was wrong, but all I could say was "Oh My God! And shake my right
hand furiously. She stopped the car and I insisted that I sit in the front seat
with Tibby.
My mom says it was just my imagination,
but I don't think so. I wanted a paranormal experience and I got it. Was it
Sally? Maybe, I don't know, but I've had enough Swamp Road to last me for a
very long time.
As submitted by
Jeni Carol James 5-28-22 Pataskala, Ohio
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