Mystery of the Bridge Hosts - Especially for Steemit Horror Edition

Under a dimly lit sky, as dusk was about to move, someone with his decision to stand on the bridge's short fence, stood frozen on an almost rusted iron plate.

His clothes were shabby and damp, his eyes closed, his skin pale. Her mouth hissed, but not very clearly. His hands stretched into a straight line.from the sign, a momentary look of the bitterness of life that he experienced.

Apparently the young man began to surrender, desperate and unable to live any longer. He made a little movement, about to leap into the small valley of the trees.but clearly visible on his face still implied little doubt.

Suddenly a girl appeared in the silence, slowly the girl dressed in jet-black and long-haired union approached the young man who was about to end his life, until they were about an inch.

"What are you doing in this place?" The girl began to take the word out of her mouth, making her startled.

"Who are you?" He asked back.

"What do you want to do in this place?" The girl re-affirmed the question, looking the girl's face paler than ever.

"It's none of your business," she said shakily.

"I know it's none of my business, but I'm just trying.whatever your problem, do not do that stupid thing.this is not a good way for you, "the girl said with a flat expression on her face.

"I do not care what you want to say, but I beg you to stay away from me, let me get out of this world, let me leave this endless and endless cruelty of life." The young man was upset and began to shed tears.

"You think the world after you die, what would it be better?" The girl asked half shouted, "and you think God likes your deed, heh?"

"In fact, with me dead, I can meet God and explain that I am innocent, and God will put me in a place more worthy, more beautiful than this world that is so tense." The young man is still crying, even more swift than ever .

The girl's eyes glared at her, "It's ironic what you said, God never promised what you said." The girl grows furious at her.

"Enough!" The young man began to bleed to the girl for obstructing his intention, "I do not know who you are, you do not know who I am.so you do not have the right to ban me.as long as you know ya ...! I'm not more than an abused person. "

"I enggak ngelarang you, I just reminded, as long as you know too yes! If you die in your own hands, you will suffer more, more than what you feel right now, "said the girl with a slight gasp.

"What do you know about the world after death, eh?" He asked, stopping the tears.but the girl was silent, silent for the question.

Then when the young man took a stand to start the action, the girl screamed hysterically. As if he did not want the young man to take his life.

"Do not do it…! It is not I who forbid you, for verily God forbids the act.suicide is a disgraceful act, God will hate the desperate, you will be very sorry. "This time the girl began to sob.

He looked at the girl who began to fall, kneel, and sob. For a moment, the young man was silent and astonished.then whatever his mind was, the boy began to shade his intentions, slowly stepped on the iron plate, and soon the young man got off the fence perfectly, yet again the boy was silent, and stared at the stiff girl.

Giddy, the boy slowly approached the girl who was still sobbing and the face covered by her long hair.

"Who are you?" The young man asked softly, "why do you care so much about me ...? Why are you crying ...? "But until a few seconds later, the girl remained immobile.
Because he was curious, finally moved his hand, want to touch the girl's pale body.he was very sorry and wanted to thank. But when the young man tried to hold on to the girl's shoulder, he only felt the cold, he only guessed the wind, could not reach the body and then the body began to fade away, and faded, and the sobs vanished, leaving questions.the young man was astonished, because now on the bridge there is no one other than himself.

Then the horizon grew dark, accompanied by an ominous song of owls.

The atmosphere on the old bridge was still as usual, silent, deserted, dark and tense. From the east there is a sunlight covered by a grove of trees.occasionally the bird passes by a little reluctantly.

Suddenly a daughter's screams grew increasingly clear, making the silence break instantly. Then the boy came out of the dull fog, while ruffling his hair, he screamed more and more.

The boy was about to do the same thing as a young man did the other day.without thinking and long-winded the girl straight up the guardrail with agile. Then he quickly threw his body.

But failing, the boy was caught hanging by the bridge, the girl's hand was caught something, by the hand of a creature, who was none other than a girl the other day, a mysterious girl who thwarted the bad intentions of a young man.the girl came back full of mystery.

"Let go of my hand ..." the girl shouted, "take off ..."

"You can not die Dik, come on ..." he began to persuade the boy to get up quickly.

"I do not want to live, I want to die, let go of my hand ..." the boy ducked and even beat his hand, so that the boy quickly glide and pick up his death.

"I beg you, ride !, you can not do that!" He persuaded tirelessly.

"Let go of me, let me go ..." The boy began shouting, but his pale hand grew closer to him, until the veins in his hand arose, like the fibrous roots.then with all his strength she lifted the boy's body increasingly aggressively struggling.

And somehow the girl was rescued and the two just stood there, the girl staring at him deeply.

"Why did you do that ...?" He snapped at the crying girl.

"Whatever I want to do," the boy snapped back while still sobbing, "why are you blocking me?"

"You can not change the destiny of God.you are still small, there is still a chance to live longer. Do not waste time. Let yourself be more meaningful of this life. "The girl said with an increasingly frightening face.

"I'm not strong enough to live anymore, it's useless to live longer.my illness is getting chronic, I never find the tip, never healed but hard to die. "The girl was pouring her heart out, with the increasingly loud wailing.

"I understand, pray and be patient, not suicide as you would have done. God will not give trial beyond the limits of His servant.Do not do that again ...! "

The boy was silent for a long time until he got up, ran. As the boy went away, the girl began to fade and disappear, blending in with the breeze. And the silence began to ambush again.
Again, the mysterious girl saved lives.

The bridge is often called the Bridge Kawung, because many encountered enau tree.is a link between Sekar Alit Village and Cibarihol village, which is used by residents to carry out daily activities. But since the big fire in the village of Sekar Alit, almost all the inhabitants were killed and nobody else wanted to stop there. Until finally the bridge began to be ignored.

Kawung Bridge is located not far from the small hospital used by Kampung Cibarihol residents.that's why there are often people, also hospital patients, who try to commit suicide, despair because of his illness.

The atmosphere at Kawung Bridge is always quiet because the anker always sting. That morning, the atmosphere was still covered with dew. Not a little seen the signs of people despair (thank goodness). Suddenly a creature appeared, out of nowhere.then floated low without a foothold, the longer the face of the figure became more visible, yes, she was the girl the other day.

His eyes stared at the emptiness, his white lips almost fused with his pale facial skin color. She was beautiful, but creepy, but she was a patriot.has saved two lives who are about to commit suicide, maybe even more lives.

He stopped in the middle of the bridge and stopped at the edge of the guardrail, still without a footing. My heart is eager to recognize it. And I was moved to him from behind.because I was so deeply curious about him.

"What are you doing here ...?" She noticed my presence, but without turning around, when I came barely audible.

"I'm not for suicide ..." I said softly.

"I know that, your aura is different, who are you?"

"I'm Ardi, what's your name?" I tried to keep it soft, because I think he's a sensitive creature.

"That's not important to you." He still responds to me with a smug, petty-ness he will not tell his name.

"I just want to be your friend Miss."

"My name is not Miss." Half shouted, then finally he turned toward me, I saw his face full of wounds.

"Sorry I did not mean ..."

"Never mind, I'm such an unlucky creature, I'm sorry ..." the nameless girl screamed and jumped down.I tugged at his hand. However, his hands and his body were empty, began to fade and disappear.

I smell the carcass, the scent of rotting blood, yaa ... I'm sure this is a human carcass. Suddenly I saw several people hurrying up from the lower ravine under the bridge, carrying a stiff, blood-stained corpse that had been frozen, seen in some parts of its body popping up maggots.and it makes my nose unfriendly with the air, because the stench is getting stinging.

I saw his face was devastated, but I could still recognize him, yes ... he was that nameless girl, I looked at him trembling.

"I committed suicide, I did it because I felt I was no longer fit for life, my life was too devastated since my parents got divorced and I had chronic lupus, but I regret it now." There was a voice right behind me who was none other than the mysterious girl.

"What ...?" I was shocked to hear him say, I see he's just a pseudo-shadow, his star still looks empty.

"I do not want other people to feel the same way as me," he said, tearing up a tear that is also just a shadow.

"I hope God forgive you." I tried to encourage him, I could not bear to see him cry.

"No ... no more sorry for me.God will forgive me if I am still alive. But now it's too late. "I felt her crying increasingly burst.

"I will keep praying for you so God can forgive you."
She smiled wryly. As usual he began to fade, faded until finally blended with the air.

Kawung Bridge, you seem to be a complaint, a place of outpouring, a psychiatrist.as if you were the way to God.
I can feel what the girl feels. How sorry he is.

Now Kawung bridge is still quiet, and will be history for the future, I hope you do not suck more victims. Forgive me because I can not do anything for you, really I will miss you.
It may be time, it's time I go.I felt my body begin to fade. I'm not going to kill myself, because why ...? Yet now I'm just a shadow like that girl. But my body is left with the tragic fire of Sekar Alit Village.
Not Becoming a Victim of Suicide Tragedy.

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