I had the ant-in-my-pants syndrome.

So I went for a walk around eleven to my bridge.

It was kinda scary.

Especially when I got there and the lightening illuminated the old old house right across from the bridge that someone used to say was where Slenderman lived.

But I just layed there on the rickety bridge, watching the lightening reflect in the water and listening to the leaves rustle and the thunder crack.

It was pretty.

Until the house creaked.

Then I left.

*Great story bro you should tell it at parties.*