The Swamp Road Chronicles®
"Marble"
When I was a senior in high school (I went to
Lakewood High), on "Senior Skip Day" my friend Ron and I were just
driving around; we had planned on going to Cedar Point but his car was acting
up so we thought that was a bad idea. It's a long walk from Sandusky, Ohio to
Hebron, Ohio. So, we were just driving
around enjoying the day skipping school, but with no plans. We found ourselves
on Swamp Road and decided to visit the old home site that is supposed to be
Sally's. It's all just piles of rotting boards and weeds, though. But still,
because of the murders and ghost stories, it was interesting, even in the
daylight.
When we got there we looked all around but
didn't see anything scary or interesting. There were some old rusty houseware
items like pots and pans and tin cans, things like that. As we were leaving I
saw something in the dirt that was round and shiny; I dug it out, polished it
up on my shirt sleeve and found that it was an old marble. It was clear as
glass, but it had cracks and shadows in it. I think it is made of quartz, not
glass. I say 'is' because I still have it, but I haven't looked at it in years.
I keep it in an old cigar box with a lot of odds and ends like an old broken pocket
knife, a toy soldier, some old coins and a medal I won in school. To tell the
truth, I'm a little afraid to mess with it. I want to tell you why.
That night, at home, I took everything out of
my pant pockets as I was getting ready for bed. I found the marble there which
I had forgotten about finding. I held it up to the light from the bedside lamp
and peered into it. I turned it about as I was imagining how it had probably
been played with by some little boy out there in the dirt and he had lost it.
In a matter of a few moments, I was fully
immersed in the world I was imagining. I was THERE. I could feel the sun and
wind and hear the birds singing. I stood there watching 2 little boys and a
young girl playing marbles in the sandy soil. They were having such fun, and
laughing! I was starting to kneel down to see if I could join them in their
play when my phone rang.
BAM! I was
jerked back to the present with such force that it took my breath away. While I
was gazing into that marble I completely lost any sense of time or space. I
honestly feel that if my girlfriend hadn't called me when she did I might have
been unable to return back to my own time, my own reality. I think I would have
been trapped in that alternative existence. It felt that real. I felt that I truly belonged there too.
I wonder if that marble is some sort of
crystal ball, but a very small one. I wonder if the young girl I saw in that
vision of long-ago was Sally. I don't know, but I have never had the nerve to
peer deeply into that marble again, but I haven't thrown it away, either. I
wonder if I should return it to the Blackstone home. I think I'll keep it for
now, maybe I'll look into it again someday.
(Editor's Note: The photo above was
attached to the email we received.)
As submitted by
Michael Gravely 3-14-23
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