Legend of the Night at the Old Bridge

In my village, there is an old bridge that is said to be cursed. People say that if you cross it after midnight, you'll hear the sound of steps following behind you - even though there's no one there.

That night, my friends and I were desperate to prove it. We walked slowly on the bridge while holding our breath. At first, there was only the sound of the wind. But soon, there were heavy steps behind us.

We turned our heads together - empty. There was no one. We laughed, trying to calm ourselves down, thinking it was just a suggestion. But as we started walking again, the noise increased... as if there were dozens of people following me.

I ran with all my might, not daring to turn my head. But in the middle of my run, I heard a whisper right in my ear:

“What's the hurry? Didn't you want to see us?”

Since that night, I never dared to cross that old bridge again. Not even in the daytime.