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by: Monique Ferguson, Author
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It started with a dare, as most foolish decisions do.
“Come on, Alex. Don’t tell me you’re scared?” Addison teased, her flashlight beam bouncing off the weathered wooden planks of the covered bridge. The ancient structure loomed ahead, shrouded in mist, its dark interior swallowing the weak glow of their lights.
Alex rolled his eyes, trying to suppress the unease creeping up his spine. “I’m not scared. It’s just a dumb story.”
“If it’s so dumb, prove it,” Matheo challenged, crossing his arms. The tallest of their group, Matheo always took the lead—and often pushed them into trouble.
It started with a dare, as most foolish decisions do.
“Come on, Alex. Don’t tell me you’re scared?” Addison teased, her flashlight beam bouncing off the weathered wooden planks of the covered bridge. The ancient structure loomed ahead, shrouded in mist, its dark interior swallowing the weak glow of their lights.
Alex rolled his eyes, trying to suppress the unease creeping up his spine. “I’m not scared. It’s just a dumb story.”
“If it’s so dumb, prove it,” Matheo challenged, crossing his arms. The tallest of their group, Matheo always took the lead—and often pushed them into trouble.
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