When I was 17 a group of friends and I decided we wanted to check out the legendary goat
man bridge on Governor's Bridge Road in Bowie, Md.
However, I was told it was really called Crybaby Bridge.
There are many different variations of this, but what I was told when I was around 10 years
old was the haunted bridge involves the story of a young 15 year old teenage girl during
the mid to late 1800's.
She became pregnant and tried to keep her pregnancy hidden, but her parents found out
and immediately needed to get rid of it, since this was out of wedlock.
The legend is that as soon as the baby popped out of the womb her parents ran off with the
baby and threw it off this bridge obviously killing it, most likely drowning in the fast
flowing water.
The girl begged to know where she put her baby.
The mother told her devastated daughter that they threw her baby off the bridge.
Now boiling with sorrow and anger she bolts to the bridge.
She desperately keeps trying to find her baby, even frantically crossing up and down looking
in the water.
No luck.
Overcome with sadness she jumps off the bridge to her death.
Crybaby Bridge is forever haunted by the girl frantically looking for her baby, she hears
the baby crying, but she never finds it.
Now this is where the fun happens.
The urban legend rules were to first cut the lights on the car, get out, stand right in
front of the bridge and shout I have your baby!.
What's supposed to happen is first you'll hear the faint sound of a baby crying.
Then your car lights and engine will suddenly turn on and the doors will lock.
As soon as you head back for the wheel, she will appear first softly speaking/crying and
gradually screaming "Where is my baby"?.
Nothing happened.
Although I did feel a bit strange, I figured it was in my head.
However, I did one thing a bit different to the routine, which I've now learned to never
do again.
Being the asshole I was I said "I have your baby you stupid bitch, come and get it"!.
Yes, disrespectful but I thought it might achieve more attention from the ghost.
Now this is where it gets creepy.
When I get home I go downstairs to do more research on the bridge.
I've only been home a couple of minutes when I hear a loud crash upstairs.
thinking it's my grandpa who would occasionally drop something off his bed or even fall I
rush upstairs to his aid.
I run down the hallway and reach my grandpa's room, he was sound asleep.
Then I realized while I was running down the hall something wasn't right.
As I'm walking back I see three framed pictures off both walls were shattered.
Every single picture was of me as a baby, not even being one year old.
I put two and two together and thought this ghost has followed me home and I really pissed
her off.
I thought this had to be coincidence, but it was too random, those pictures have no
reason to fall off the wall like that.
I pick one broken picture up, and notice by dog acting strange.
She was staring at the front door, she wouldn't budge.
I was calling her, offered treats and even tried to move her, but she wouldn't budge.
This bugged me out because she always listened to me and who can resist a treat?
I do believe animals can see things we can't.
I was starting to get really nervous, but kept my composure and remembered my dad telling
me a story about a ghost.
This was the quick story I mentioned earlier.
When he was 18 he bought his first apartment.
It was extremely cheap, too cheap because the last two tenants claimed it was haunted
and wanted out.
Apparently a woman was stabbed to death in the apartment 8 months earlier and now she's
haunting her apartment.
My old man couldn't give a shit, it was cheap and he didn't believe in that stuff.
This changed.
He said every night around 12:45am he would hear what sounded like footsteps starting
from his hallway and ending at his bed.
He's a mechanical dude, so he thought it had to be timed machine within the walls.
however, after a week, it clearly sounded like footsteps.
So one night when he heard that last step at the foot of his bed he announces, "Look
I'm sorry but I live here now, I don't mind that you're here either, but please
stop making noise because it's scaring me and just like that it stopped.
So I decided to do the same.
While holding the broken frame I apologized out loud "I'm sorry for saying those things,
I don't have your baby I won't do it ever again.
My dog then clawed the door; I opened it and closed it.
I didn't have a sense of a presence there anymore.
I felt like I dodged a bullet.
After that experience, I did research and found that if ghosts are angry enough they
can attach themselves to you.
Then again this all could've been a coincidence.
But what I learned is don't disrespect the paranormal.
I'll start off by saying that this happened in Texas.
I'm a girl, 6'0 and strong as an ox, and I'm 25 now but at the time when this happened,
I was 21.
One night I was hanging out with a few friends and my then girlfriend [we'll call her Shea],
and we were sitting at an Ihop after a big nerdfest with a bunch of other people.
During this particular night, my friend Britt, told us about this supposedly haunted area
near us called 'Goatman's bridge.'
Shea and I had never heard of this, and being big paranormal buffs, we were intrigued.
Britt told us that supposedly some years back, an African American man had lived out passed
the bridge, and had done fairly well for himself and gained the name 'The Goatman'.
This was a long time ago though.. and klansmen became angry when he started displaying a
sign that read simply 'This way to the Goatman's.'
They took him one night and hung him over the bridge, but when they looked down to where
he should have been, the noose was empty.
Panicked, they ran back to his home and slaughtered his family.
I'll post a link to the full story where you can read up on it for yourself, but that much
information is all that we got before deciding to tempt fate and go.
We arrived there about an hour later, and it was pitch black outside.
You used to be able to drive across the bridge, but it's been closed down for some time, so
we crossed the barricade and walked over to the bridge.
It was me, Shea, Britt, my good friend Michael, and another girl that I didn't know too well,
but we'll call her Misty.
Michael, Shea and I have always been very in touch with all things paranormal.
We've always been able to sense things.. so we decided before crossing the bridge to have
a look around, he and I would be in the front, shielding our friends should something bad
go down.
I wanted Shea behind me because I wouldn't have her getting hurt.
We got in formation, and began to walk.
Shea stayed right behind me, tightly clutching my shirt in her hand to make sure she didn't
get too far from me, and Britt and Misty brought up the rear.
I kept murmuring things to Michael, keeping my eyes on the woods around us, asking him
if he felt how heavy the air seemed.
He told me yes but we kept going, slowly.
We decided quietly that if it got much worse, we would go back.
A bit further up, Shea suddenly gasped hard and pressed up to me.
I asked her what was wrong and we stopped walking while I made sure she was okay.
She told me she'd heard a loud growl, and when she turned to look, she saw something
that she thought might be an animal, but it was wrong..
It was wrong she said.
I asked if she wanted to go back, but she shook her head and took my shirt again and
we continued.
Maybe five minutes passed, and the air was so thick that it was almost hard to breathe.
Michael took my hand and we looked around and I swear to you, I saw figures in the dark.
As dark as it was out in those woods, these were somehow darker, and there were many.
We weren't alone out there.
I shared a glance with Michael and at the same time we both whispered 'We need to go.
Now.'
we turned to our friends and told them that this was as far as we'd go, and we needed
to go back to the car immediately.
They didn't argue, and we stayed at the rear of the party, hoping to keep those shadows
away from our friends.
When we got back to the bridge, we stood there for a moment to catch our breath, and it sounded
almost like there was something in the water below us, sloshing around noisily.
I tried to ignore it, deciding it must be an animal, and not to mention I suddenly had
a headache from hell.
Shea curled up to me and asked if I was okay, and I just told her that I wanted to go home,
all I wanted was to get away from the bridge.
As we walked back to the car, I asked Britt to unlock it and she obliged.
The thing with Britt's car is that when she unlocks it, the light inside comes on, and
then slowly turns off after you get in.
I placed my hand on the handle right after I heard it click to unlock, and it clicked
again as I pulled it, and the light shut off immediately.
I blinked, looking up to her.
I asked 'Did you lock it?' and her eyes were wide as she said 'No..And the light isn't
supposed to do that..'
That was the last straw.
She unlocked the car again and we got in and hightailed it home.
If I weren't a moron, that would be the end of this story, but unfortunately, I'm a moron.
Maybe 6 months later, I, Shea, Briit, Michael, and one other friend who I'll call Jay were
sitting at a Taco Bell having a late dinner.
We mentioned something about the bridge, and Jay asked what we were talking about.
We told her all that had happened and said that it wasn't an experience we wanted to
repeat.
She's a skeptic and she wanted to go to see what we were all so spooked about.
When I told her no, she threw a tantrum, said she wanted to go and she wouldn't have it
any other way.
I liked this Taco Bell, and I liked the people in it, and when they started staring because
my friend was throwing a fit, I told her irritably to shut the hell up and we would go, as long
as we could go get batteries for the flashlight that was in Britt's car.
Britt agreed and I could tell Shea and Michael weren't happy to be doing this again, but
they shared my irritation with Jay and understood why I agreed.
Fast forward a bit and we were out at the bridge again, this time armed with a flashlight
and a skeptical friend that loved to irritate me.
We got to the middle of the bridge and Shea said she didn't want to go.
Understandable, so I squeezed her hand and kisse her head and told her to stay here and
that we'd be back.
Britt offered to stay with her and so Michael and I told Jay, we were going to be in front,
and that she was to stay behind us at all times.
I asked her to please just listen to what we said and not to argue, and spirits and
things of the like fed off of negativity, and arguing would create negativity.
She agreed to stay behind us and we started the walk into the woods once again.
I held the flashlight tight in one hand, and I had literally just replaced the batteries
five minutes ago, so I figured we would be okay with the little bit of light it offered.
As soon as we stepped into the trees though, that same heaviness from the first trip was
immediate, and the light died almost instantly.
I hit it against my hand a few times, thinking no way, this can't actually have just happened,
and when I couldn't get it to work again, I pocketed the damn thing and looked to Michael.
'We shouldn't go any further..' and he agreed, but Jay.
Oh Jay.
She wanted to go further.
She saw nothing wrong with the flashlight dying and just thouhgt it was a coincidence.
I shouldn't have let her change my mind, but I did..
We walked just a bit further into the darkness and then Michael stopped and grabbed my hand.
'No, we have to go back.
We can't be out here anymore.' and I knew he was right.
I turned to Jay and told her to turn around and march her little butt back to Britt and
Shea.
She argued, and it took me using a voice I can only deem as a 'mom voice' to make her
shut up and go back.
We were back in a matter of minutes and I went to Shea and hugged her, wanting some
comfort.
We told them about the flashlight and Britt sort of laughed it off and Jay still wanted
to go out there further.
We told her she could go if she wanted to, but we were done.
Needless to say, she didn't go.
Michael hopped up on the railing of the bridge and stood there looking out at the sky and
after a moment, I stood up there with him.
We were silent for a minute before he suddenly lurched forward, making an 'oof' noise when
he hit the side of the bridge.
I grabbed his shirt and pulled him back and asked him what the hell he was doing.
He looked terrified.
'Something just pushed me...' he said, and I frowned and turned to Britt saying 'Let's
go.'
Shea suddenly called my name and I turned to her, sensing her distress.
She looked up at me and asked me to look at her back as she felt like she'd been bitten
by a bug or something.
When I took a look, I saw three long red welts on her back, and when I touched them she flinched.
I asked if she had scratched herself and her eyes got wide as she said no.
That was enough.
I was done with this, and I grabbed Shea by the hand and started walking back to the car
saying we needed to go home.
They didn't argue and followed suit.
The car didn't do anything weird this time, and we piled in and headed home.
We didn't even get a mile away before there was a loud bang and Britt's car started swerving.
There were shrieks and Britt managed to pull off to the side of the road and park as I
asked if everyone was okay.
They were all fine, so we exited the car to find out what the hell had happened.
One of Britt's back tires had blown, but we couldn't find a hole, and none of us knew
how to change a tire.
We started looking around for what could have caused this.
Like if we'd run over something.
There was nothing..
Just a field to the right and left of us, and absolutely nothing on the road.
While trying to figure out what to do, Michael said that his room mate knew how to change
tires and he could call him and get him to come out, so he did and we sat and waited.
He got off the phone and told us it would be a little while, but his roommate was coming
and we would be okay.
We all attempted to relax, but how could we?
It was dark and we had just nearly wrecked after being out at a creepy place like Goatman's
bridge.
Tensions were a little high..
About twenty minutes had passed of me texting a friend what we had done and her telling
me that we were idiots and we should have known better than to go out here again.
It was out of love, I know, and I laughed and told her she was right.
About this time, I glanced over and noticed Michael had started walking.
Not towards us, but back toward the bridge.
I ran after him and asked him what was up.
He said nothing was wrong but he just wanted to walk..
I frowned and said nothing, but told him after a moment I would go with him.
He didn't agree or disagree, so I took that as an okay.
We got to a curve in the road and I heard Shea screaming at us to stop.
I stopped, grabbed his wrist and made him stop, and turned back to look at her as a
car pulled around the corner going very fast, and passed by us.
If we had gone much further, he may have not seen us and we could've been hit.
I shook his wrist and said we should go back to the car, and he almost sleepily said okay
as we walked back.
Shea told me not to leave again and hugged me tight, and I felt bad for scaring her and
told her I was sorry.
Michael stood out in the ditch now, just staring at something I couldn't see out in the distance.
Walking over to him, I asked him what was up, if he was okay, and he looked at me and
I realized he was crying.
Worried, I took him into my arms and asked what was wrong, and he gripped my back tightly
and shook, his tears wetting my shoulder.
'I'm terrified of drowning.
Something wanted to push me into that water, something wanted me to drown...' he paused
and shivered.
I just rubbed his back, listening, petting his hair occassionally, and he spoke again.
'I could hear voices..They told me my friends wouldn't care.. they said..they said..'
his voice broke and I sshed him softly, still petting his hair while he cried.
I told him that the voices were full of shit..
Itold him we all loved him and he was alright, and that everything was going to be okay.
After a few minutes of this, he pulled away from me and rubbed his face and tried to laugh
it off, saying he was fine and thanking me, but I could tell he wasn't..
He just wanted to be tough, so I let him be, and he went and sat in the car.
After another thirty minutes or so, his roommate finally showed up and it was an almost tangible
collective sigh of relief from all of us.
We really just wanted to go home because it had gotten super late and we were all exhausted,
mentally and physically.
His room mate pulled the tire off after a bit and laid it on the ground so we could
all finally see what happened to it.
There was a fist sized hole on the inside of the tire.
It looked like someone, or something, had reached into the rubber and pulled out a huge
chunk.
There were even finger shaped marks like a fist is shaped.
This creeped us all out, even Jay, who despite everything was still skeptical.
She couldn't find an explanation as to why this had happened, or why it so closely resembled
a hand..
When the tire was replaced, we finally got back on the road and headed home, and luckily
no other car trouble happened.
However, on the way while we were all nervously laughing and mking jokes saying we hoped nothing
else would happen, I heard Michael speak.
His voice was almost too quiet, and sounded small like a girl's voice..
I almost didn't even hear him because I was in the front seat and he was in the back,
but he very softly said 'Skin feels wierd..doesn't it?' and then he laughed quietly, childlike,
and my hair stood up on end.
Whoever was sitting next to my girlfriend and my friend, was not Michael, and I clenched
my fists vowing silently that if whatever it was did anything sideways, I would knock
it right back to wherever the hell it came from.
When we pulled up and parked by mine and Shea's apartment, I got out of the car fast and turned
to the back door, opening it and hauling Michael out by his shirt.
He glared at me, and boy if looks could kill..
'Let go of me.'
he said, his voice deep again, but his eyes didn't know me.
He looked like a stranger, and I shook him, quietly saying 'Michael.. it's me..'
'Let go of me..'
He said again, this time angrier, and I pulled him into a hug, repeating over and over 'It's
me.. you're okay.. come back..' he pushed against my chest for a moment, almost like
he was trying to get away, before he paused and I heard him say my name.
I looked at him and he stared at me, confused.
He was himself again, I could tell.
I asked him if he was okay and if he knew what just happened, and he told me no and
asked me what was wrong.
I told him what he said in the car and his expression sunk.
He took a moment to process my words before telling me he wanted to sit down for a little
while, asking if he could come upstairs with Shea and I. I told him yes, and Britt and
Jay went home as we went upstairs.
We sat with him for a good bit, making sure he was okay.
He was laughing by the end of everything, saying 'Great, now I'm the freak that thinks
skin feels wierd!' and joking about it all.
I think he still felt uneasy about the whole situation, but he was trying not to let it
get to him.
I can't say I blame him..
I live alone now, and I'm still great friends with Shea and I talk to Michael sometimes,
but when Goatman's Bridge gets brought up, it's always as a 'haha we were so dumb, let's
never do that again' type of thing.
I've thought about going back.. but I honestly don't know if I ever will.
I'm too afraid of what might happen, and everytime I think about it, the phrase 'third time's
a charm' pops into my head..
I have to remind myself often that going twice was enough of a mistake, and it's lucky that
my friends and I got away 'unscathed'..
If you are ever in Texas, and you decide that it would be a good idea to go to Goatman's
bridge, please, just be careful. Listen to your instinct, and if your instinct says to run.. Run.
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