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Edd wrote:Here's another Halloween tale we tell in Little Ol' San Antone:
There is a small, extremely narrow bridge on the South side of town where The Donkey Lady is said to roam.
‘Who is The Donkey Lady?’ you ask? Various accounts describe her as either a disfigured old woman with the appearance of a donkey – drooping face and ears, misshapen hands and feet that appear at first glance to resemble hooves - or possibly a creature that is part human and part donkey.
Some stories say she is out for revenge for the horrific treatment at the hands of xenophobes or cruel and masochistic locals. Some believe she is an evil spirit that just happens to haunt this particular area. In any case, she does not appreciate visitors to her bridge and will attack under cover of darkness any foolish enough to linger in the area any longer than necessary to cross the bridge. If you park on the bridge, late at night, and turn off the engine, listening carefully, you will shortly hear the click-clack-click-clack of her hooves approaching. When you do, don’t stick around for there are accounts of damaged vehicles covered in blood and missing teenagers who went out to taunt The Donkey Lady. Some have caught glimpses of her in their headlights as they sped away but none had the courage to stay and try to photograph her.
When I was in elementary school there was even a Donkey Lady phone number you could call which would answer and only have static on the other end with a clickety-clack, clickety-clack sound repeating over and over. It didn’t make much sense, even to a seven year old, but it was one of the ways we would scare ourselves around this time of year.
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