The Swamp Road Chronicles


Dear Editor-in-Chief,

First I want you to know that I am a girl; more precisely, a woman. Because I lift weights and am quite buff some people think I'm a young man, but I'm not. However, I have had a crush, no, an obsession with Swamp Road Sally since I first saw her two years ago.


Like so many teens, I had wanted a thrill, so, I went alone on Swamp Road at exactly 3 am. I have always heard that 3 am was the time when the forces of darkness are at their most potent level. I wanted to see her. I got my wish.


I parked in a wide place out in the middle of where Pigeon Swamp had been deepest and I just sat there, quietly, with the windows down, listening carefully for any sound. After about 30 minutes I started to get drowsy and my attention waned. I glanced up at the road in front of my car and there she stood. Just like everyone tells you, she is dressed in some sort of white nightgown and she appears to be wet. However, I have often been told that she is seen crying; not this time!


I have NEVER seen a woman with such a powerful, piercing gaze. She had the bearing of a queen, or an empress. Such a look of confidence and wisdom, I knew I was in the presence of a being far superior to me. I felt honored to be in her presence and so very humbled.


She looked at me for a few seconds and then vanished. Since that night my life has not been the same, and never will be. I know that she has chosen me to give her the adoration such a magnificent woman deserves, I know that she will meet with me again and give me instructions as to how I can be of service to her. I'll do anything she asks of me, anything. I will live my life as her slave until my dying day if she will allow me. I adore her, I await her, I love her.


I have had a tattoo inked on my right bicep (of which I am quite proud) to prove my loyalty to her. I belong to her and will never belong to another.

I have attached a photo of my tattoo. Thanks for taking the time to read my story.



Sam (Samantha) Hewitt 3-31-23 Enterprise, Ohio


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