Dog Suicide Bridge Novels & Stories

"One of the construction workers fell during the construction and landed into the wet cement under the bridge. Remember, this happened when it was getting constructed. You can imagine the bad reputation of the bridge at that time because of this incident. After this tragic casualty, even more, deaths were recorded. People started using the bridge as their means for suicide. Then..." "Then!?" "Then the haunting began, several people reported that they used to hear voices and see apparitions. Although this was still minimal, then another popular story took place." "Which one!?" "The story about a woman and her child. According to rumors, it was said that the woman wanted to end her life along

He asked, disbelievingly, "Why would she want to jump off a bridge?" Adelaide didn't waste time explaining. She bolted for the door, shouting her command, "Start the car! Now!" The Soul-Crusher Bridge was located in the northwest of the capital, spanning the Gale River. The river was notoriously violent in that section—the channel was wide on top and narrow below, with a sharp drop-off that made the water churn violently. If anyone fell in, survival was nearly impossible. The bridge's official name was the "Gale Second Bridge," but due to the frequency of accidents, residents had privately nicknamed it the Soul-Crusher Bridge.

He faced the door and moved toward it, one heavy step after another, as if each one cost him everything he had. Later that night, the news broke. Declan Thorne, the former heir to the Thorne Group, had thrown himself off the west side bridge in the early hours of the morning. He left no message. He said no goodbyes. People who knew him could not understand why he had chosen that particular bridge. But I understood. It was the same bridge. The one I had driven off in my past life. This time, he was the one who fell. Dominic switched off the television and wrapped his arms around me. "Do not watch that."

Lucien said. "Where?" "I don't know." "Then stop letting him." Lucien swerved left. The SUV followed. He swerved right. The SUV followed. He drove toward the river. The SUV followed. --- The bridge appeared ahead. Brooklyn Bridge. Iconic. Floodlit. Empty at this hour. Lucien accelerated. The SUV accelerated. "We're not going to make it," Elena said. "We're going to make it." "The bridge is narrow." "The bridge is wide enough."

"You forgot that you already handed over your company to me?" Valdo's words kept ringing in Hana's head, making Hana's steps unstable, along the red bridge that stretched long. This bridge is known for its reputation as a bridge that people often use to end their lives. Because of its reputation, many people avoid walking on this bridge alone. Moreover, the news often circulates that there are many ghost sightings on this bridge. But unlike other people who tend to avoid this bridge, Hana really likes this bridge.

only motives were as queer as the room montoya was in. she would figure this out alone. this was some what of an evidence, whatever they ment by it. a boy reading about the arrest of various people who had attempted faking their deaths(because the list went on) , all of a sudden dies too by jumping the London bridge--goddmanit, the Patriot bridge , on a stormy night. and Vergil doesn't believe it's a fishy attempt. thanking Mrs Cain and in an attempt of leaving, Damaris grabbed at her at the door, pulled her inside to slam it shut behind her.

Katherine answers, "Are you positive that they are deceased?" I nod my head, "Yes. I watched them die." She furrows her eyebrows and rubs her chin, "How did they die?" "Suicide. Drove off a bridge." I mutter, looking at the wall above her head. She cocks her head to the side and a sympathetic expression appears on her face. "Oh honey." She sighs, "That's why I couldn't find them. They aren't on the other side. They must be in purgatory."

The fighting got worse as three living silver wolves tried to take apart Elizabeth's bridge while her group worked to finish it. Elena could tell through Katerina that the bridge was 80% done. The barrier would break no matter when it reached 100% completion. B Little Katerina said, "We're not destroying it in time."" The bridge moves on its own. "We need to bring down the whole building at once." Alexei said, "That needs more power than three living silver wolves can make." Little Katerina said, "Not if we use the death energy Elizabeth has been gathering."

He refused to be the reason anyone died. They reached the far side just as the last section of the bridge split away. A deafening crack filled the chamber. The center of the bridge collapsed into the abyss, leaving only jagged edges of broken stone on either side. Silence returned. Lucien bent over, hands on his knees. "That's... officially the last bridge I ever cross." Astrid almost smiled. Almost. Before anyone could recover, the bronze gate opened another few feet. Cold air poured through the widening gap.

Money never stayed long enough to even matter. And hope… it feels like one of those expensive things that only other people could afford. I checked my phone it was 3% battery No messages. No missed calls. No one is checking up on me. The city was still busy despite the rain. Then across the road, an incident happened. A motorcycle ran from a red light and slipped on the road, horns sounded so loud, a black SUV tried to avoid it, went off the road, and hit a metal barrier, which made the ground tremble.