
The Mothman's Bridge
By mary.mace2015

11 Apr, 2024

Under the starlit sky, Axel, a curious 8-year-old boy, was sneaking out to explore the old bridge in the middle of their quiet town.

His heart pounded with excitement and a slight touch of fear. The bridge was rumored to be haunted. Yet, the thrill of the unknown beckoned him.

As Axel stepped onto the bridge, he saw a huge shadowy figure with glowing red eyes. It was the Mothman, a creature of town legends.

Axel's fear was soon replaced by curiosity. He approached the Mothman, with his adventurous spirit urging him on.

Axel stood in front of the Mothman, who was surprisingly calm. The creature's red eyes blinked slowly, and it seemed to be waiting for something.

In a moment of bravery, Axel reached out his hand. The Mothman, to his surprise, responded by gently touching Axel's hand with its wing.

Suddenly, a bright light enveloped them. Axel felt a strange sense of calm. When the light faded, the Mothman was gone, leaving a small, shiny stone behind.

Axel picked up the stone. It glowed with a faint light. He knew then, that the Mothman was not a creature of fear, but a guardian of the bridge.

Back in his room, Axel placed the stone next to his favorite toys. He felt a sense of pride. He had faced his fears and made a new friend.

Every night, the stone glowed with a faint light, reminding Axel of his adventure. He would smile and fall asleep, dreaming of the Mothman and their night on the bridge.

Axel woke up to a bright sunny day. He looked out of his window at the old bridge. It no longer seemed eerie but a beacon of adventure.

Every time he passed the bridge, Axel would give it a special smile. He had a secret, a magical adventure that he would carry in his heart forever.