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The Bridge of Hope — Short Story
From the Author
This was a hard story to write because I had to get into the minds of people who I abhorred. But it was the hope the young slave man had that helped me through it. This story is simply based off a ghost story where a slave had been hung at a covered bridge. It is said he still haunts the area. I wondered what made him run away and why did they hang him there. But most of all I wanted to know why was he still haunting the place. From those questions, this story of hope was born. While many can argue that our society is not where it should be, we cannot argue that it has come a long way. Maybe this story of hope will help others see the progress and the hope for even more.
and now on to the story….
Samuel fell on his knees. His side burned as though a hot iron had been shoved into it. Sweat trickled down his body and dripped onto the hot ground, mingling with the blood that betrayed his scent to the dogs. His breathing hurt as he eyed the road in front of him. In the distance, he heard a bark. Lost energy was found again. He pushed forward through the vegetation.
Feet pounded on the uneven ground. Dogs barked. They had found his scent. He pushed on. His hands gripped roots and young trees to pull his body over a small hill. Briers clawed at his skin and ripped pieces of what was left of his…
