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April 2004 – Page 20

The Haunted Bridge
by Andrew

While serving in the U.S. Army, stationed at Ft. Hood, Texas, I had a life-changing experience, to say the least. I had just arrived from Germany (1993) and some guys I met wanted to show me around the area. They talked about a place called "The Ozone" (the reason it was called this, I never was told) where strange things happened.

We went one night to a place out in the country between Coppears Cove and Lampassas off of Hwy 190, which they referred to as the Ozone. The story behind the place was that years ago, a busload of children ran off of a bridge down this road, and they had never found the bodies. (Sounded like horse crap to me).

We parked about 200 feet from this bridge on this one-lane road and they poured Johnson's baby powder on the back of the car trunk. We walked about half way across this old wooden timber bridge and stopped. Everything was quiet for about 10 minutes, then I heard children's voices seeming to be coming from the dry creek bed. Then I could hear a few of them crying, and I said it was time to go. I hate to admit that I was scared, but I'm not going to lie! We then went back to the car, and there were tiny hand and foot prints on the trunk lid, in the baby powder. Too much for me! We left, and I never went back again. The locals in Coppears Cove, Texas can give you directions. I remember it's just past an old wrecking yard that sits on the left, and the road is mainly dirt and gravel. The turn off is on the left as you leave Copperas Cove, heading toward Lampassas.

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