Even More Urban Legends

My recent blog post got me thinking of other urban legends that some people presume to be true. Though scientifically speaking they're not (where's the proof?), there's still that teenie tiny possibility that they could be.

Let's hope that the following won't give you TOO much nightmares.

Baby Bridge

Ah, yes. Another story concerning a baby.

The bridge you see on the left is what most people from Georgia call the Cry Baby Bridge or the Baby Bridge.

Legend has it that during the 1800's, a poor man and his wife had a kid. Seeing as they already had five children and the family was poor, another baby wasn't really a very good idea. So, the man struck a deal with the doctor that they would lie to his wife about the baby's birth, telling her that it was dead, then dispose of the baby by throwing it off a bridge.

They did what they planned on the night of the birth and the mother never found out about what happened.

According to the story, when you drive on this bridge at night, stop on the very middle of it for about ten minutes or so. Get out of your car and sprinkle some baby powder around it. Make sure that you turn off your light and your engine. Soon enough, you'll hear the cries of the poor man's baby and you'll see baby foot prints on the powder scattered around your car.

I would really like to try to do this, but I don't even know where the bridge is and for one thing, I don't even know how to drive.

Humans Can Lick, Too


There might not be monsters under your bed, but disturbing people might be.

The story says that in a village somewhere, a woman lives alone with her dog. Every night, she would leave her hand dangling from her bed because apparently, the dog, who stayed under the bed, liked to lick it.

One night, she went to bed and left her hand to dangle off the edge as usual. The dog started licking it and she started to fall asleep before a dripping noise kept her up. She got off her bed and looked at all the faucets and drains, looking for the source. When she checked that everything was tight and closed she went back to bed, dangled her hand, and the dog licked again.

Later, the same dripping noise woke her up again. Irritated, she went to check outside if it was just some leftover rain trickling from the roof. Seeing that it was not that, she went back inside and the dripping continued. She went back to all the bathrooms until she reached the one nearest to the living room. The noise seemed to be louder there so she inspected the sink and even the toilet. Nothing seemed to be causing the dripping noise.

Finally, she realized that it must be the tub or the shower. Angry, she hastily pulled back the shower curtain only to find her dead dog suspended from the ceiling with its blood dripping down to the tub. On the wall, written in the dog's blood, were the words "Humans can lick too."

If you don't find this disturbing, something is seriously wrong with you. Or you could be me.

Black Aggie


When you get a woman angry...

According to the Maryland legend, Aggie was a nurse in a hospital sometime in the past. Though she was caring, concerning, and was a generally nice person, all the people placed under her care ended up dead. Convinced that this was all Aggie's doing, the hospital staff had her killed.

The very next day, they found out that she was innocent and obviously regretted killing Aggie. To try to make up for it, they made her a statue in Druid Ridge Cemetery they called 'Black Aggie.'

Something was seriously wrong with the statue. No grass grew in its shadow and at midnight, her eyes would glow a deadly crimson, giving anyone to look into them total blindness and pregnant women who passed by her had miscarriages. If ever you're stupid enough to sit on its lap at night, she would crush you to death with its embrace. Like any violent ghost, you can summon her using a mirror as well. Just mention her name three times in front of a mirror Bloody Mary style, and she'll drag you to hell with her.

And to think some people consider this statue as that of a grieving angel.

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