terror stories

1. The legend is that if you sit in three of the graveyard
chairs from midnight until one minute after midnight,
you will have the ability to see ghosts, but you will
pay with your life. This, however did not apply to
three high-school football players on Halloween Night
in 1976. They pulled into the graveyard, in the middle
of a large, open area. They had heard the legend and
decided to try it, but one of them refused. He sat
down and watched the other boys run from one chair to
the other. Then he sensed that something was wrong.
They were leaning over to the side with their eyes
rolled back, rasping. The boy began frantically
screaming for help as his friends kneeled over and
grabbed his leg. It is said that the boy also saw
spirits for an instant. The boys died and the survivor
never spoke a word again. Of course, there were people
mourning their loved ones nearby. They witnessed the
event and filed a police report detailing what
happened. No one really knows what those chairs are,
except that they have been there since the town was
founded.
There is an urban legend in my town of Kokomo, Indiana.
We have many urban legends in fact, but there's one
in particular. The story is set on Old Sycamore Road,
which an old road in the farmland, an open field area
of my town. There's a small bridge off of Old Sycamore
Road that takes you onto another road, that leads to
the next town. The story goes, a man, or a boy fell
off the bridge, and died hitting his head on the rocks
underneath. And if you were to drive on Old Sycamore
Road at night, and cross that bridge, then the "ghost"
of the man, or boy appear next to your car once you
pass the exact spot they had fallen from, until you
exit the bridge. My friends and I have tested this

2. urban legend many times and we have yet to see
anything. We don't even know if anyone really died
there, but true or false, it's an eerie story and
visual.
There's a bridge called "Covert's Crossing" or
"Covert's Bridge" up in New Castle. A young couple had
gotten married on Halloween. Around midnight, they
were riding in a horse drawn carriage across the
bridge at the same time a car was. The bridge was only
one lane, so by the time they saw each other it was
too late. Story has it that they crashed and the hubcap
of the car flew off, decapitating the bride. The
police never found her head or the body of the groom.
Its been said that if you sit on the bridge on
Halloween night around midnight, you can see the
headless bride standing on some rocks in the river.
However they don't know if she is looking for her head
or her lost love.